Most of us can think back to a favourite memory, often from childhood, that brings us great joy. We remember this as a fond but distant memory. Often, we look refer to it as the “good ole days”.
As I have gotten older and fun activities have had to be put on hold often due to money and other commitments, you find yourself trying to figure out when it all changed. My favourite memories are of camping in the summer, especially as a child at Spring Lake just outside Hythe and LaGlace. It was a “simpler” time in my thought as a kid. Another favourite summer memory is when I was 14 and I lived the summer here in Grande Prairie with my grandmother, I had since moved to Kamloops with my family, but Grande Prairie has always been home to me. That summer I volunteered, made friends that I still have today and simply just had a relaxing enjoyable summer that I could just take it all in. The trip up to Grande Prairie was with one of my mom’s childhood best friends and we took the road from Kamloops to Dawson through the Pine Pass; it was the first time I had ever been that way and I have only been that way one other time since then. My next favourite summer memory was that of the last camping trip I took to Spring Lake. I spent the time with my children and took memorable pictures of my favourite childhood camping place.
That was the last time I went to Spring Lake. That year the ownership had changed and there were to be a lot of changes and I could not bear that it would not be the same for my children. I wanted to remember it the way it was in a “simpler” time. A time where kids ran and parents did not worry as much. Catching the abundant of frogs that no longer infest those waters. Campfire cooked meals, smores, or just burnt marshmallows. Those were the days…
As we become adults, we realize these were not necessarily “simpler” times. They are not free. Parents have to work to make these vacations happen and it becomes a lot of work to balance paying bills and vacations. Even a “simple” camping trip seems to run a few hundred dollars after paying for wood, and the campsite. Not to mention if you did not have the gear or a camper. As I think about this I realize my kids have similar memories of “simpler” times in their minds, but now as an adult, I realize they are not necessarily simpler, but it is these cherished memories we carry with us and I realize that is all that matters. It’s not about trying to keep that feeling you had during those favourite summers but rather creating new ones and enjoying them for what they are and not looking back to recreate it. My goal for the next couple of years is to find the “simple” moments and enjoy them for what they are.
Let go of the past and recall the memories for what they are; fond, happy, joyful, simple…
What is your favourite summer memory?
Submitted by Student Ambassador, Heather Crichton.