Memories are an integral part of our lives, and some of them stand out more than others. Fond memories are those that we look back on with happiness and gratitude. They bring a smile to our faces and fill our hearts with warmth.
When I think of fond memories, many come to mind. I remember celebrating the Christmas festivities with my family before my dad died, birthday celebrations, family outings, and many more.
A particular occasion has forever left its imprint in my mind, I aced my WAEC, (West African Examinations Council) examinations with flying colors. I had lots of B's and A''s, apart from mathematics which is not my favorite subject.
Getting an admission was the problem, no matter how hard I studied for the JAMB (Joint Admissions Matriculation Board) examinations and passed, I never secured an admission.
The last Christmas I spent with my family before going off to the university started gloomy for me. I was always sad and moody because most of my mates were at school, and I was still at home. I felt left out and unworthy, and I was moody.
The final admission list for my university of choice had already been released and I wasn't on it, I hit rock bottom at that moment. The consequence was I was going to have to try again the following year, and frankly, I was drained, mentally, emotionally and physically. I wanted to hurt myself and be free from the pain I was feeling.
My family and siblings tried to cheer me up on Christmas day, but I wasn't having it, we performed all the usual fun activities, but I wasn't even present emotionally. My father turned on the later in the evening to catch up on News he had met.
The first news was the statement of the governor I was going to school, the governor announced that in the spirit of celebration, a supplementary list had been released for students who didn't gain admission into the state university.
I dared not be happy, I ran straight to the cafe to check my admission status and it was right there, I had been offered admission, not my course of choice but I loved it regardless.
I will never forget that incident cause it happened on a Christmas day, and since then, I've always associated Christmas with good news which I always get by the way.
I treasure the memories of special occasions such as birthdays, holidays, and graduations when I was surrounded by those I love, but that particular incident topped them all. I remember coming home to my loved ones, sharing the good news with them, and being celebrated by them.
The moments shared with your loved ones are priceless, they are gifts money can't buy. I intend to make more as long as he live though, that's my only investment currently.
Fond memories can come from both big and small moments in our lives. They remind us of the good times and make us appreciate what we have. Whenever I feel down, thinking about my fond memories helps lift my spirits.
Fond memories are valuable treasures that we should cherish. They remind us of our blessings, fill us with joy, and provide comfort during difficult times.
