Sweet memories

I found the other day some old, black and white pictures from some time ago, when life was so different and I was just an innocent child that had no idea about the world and the challenge one has to face to fit in. Time when everything was only a happy game and a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

It all started with my mom and dad, they met, fell in love and got married June 22, 1975.

Mom and dad

And then on December 9, 1976 is when I came. I wonder what it was like to see the world at first? It’s a shame we don’t remember our thoughts as babies. No doubt everything was way too colorful and full with strange sounds.

6 months old

What I treasure the most from my childhood is my birthdays, mom’s homemade cakes and the family together. I have a album with pictures from each birthday, but the early photos in black and white are the ones I love very much.

First birthday, I was just walking and apparently I ended up stepping inside the cake.

Someone had the brilliant idea to take a picture of me and the cake on the floor, no one of course expected me to stand up and go boldly for the cake.

Second birthday photos are mostly with funny faces I’ve made and everyone having fun with me.

2 years old

with mom, second birthday

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I miss often those years when we would play outside all day, at granny’s house or on the street and it would be absolutely safe to do so.

Today kids play with PSP and video games, you can’t see them running on the streets freely, holding piece of bread in one hand and wooden stick in the other.

Lifestyle has changed so much and the charm of being a kid is somehow gone. I remember my brother and I had very few toys, but we loved them very much. Now kids have cupboards full of toys and none of them appreciated.

I didn’t have Barbie, with communism in Bulgaria much of the Western products were not on the market, but I had Russian dolls, two, Masha and Natasha.

Natasha turned into flying body parts after a “friendly” game with my brother, but Masha is still alive, at home, in my room. Not with her original dress, but a dress mom made for her, because I decided to try my drawing skills on the white dress Masha had, with a permanent marker and then when I didn’t like it and I tried to wash the marker away, surprise … the dress was ruined. There were some tears, that I remember.

Father Christmas was rather scary than pleasant person … Guess what’s inside the box? Masha :)

To make me do things I don’t want to do, big mistake …

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I always wanted to grow up fast, to be a “big” person with responsibilities and personal life, but sometimes when I remember the days back, I think I could use some of the innocence of the childhood and the moments when all I had to care about was a game with Masha or Natasha and a lovely hug from my parents.

And since turning back the time is not possible, I’m glad, I at least have these sweet memories …

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My brother’s 4th birthday, with mom and dad.

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© 2011 Broken Sparkles

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19 Responses to “Sweet memories”

  1. dan Says:

    Having pictures to keep in touch with great memories is so special. You’re blessed. Keep taking pictures to share with others, blessing them along the way. Thank you for sharing part of your life.

  2. Jingle Says:

    you look super cute when you are young..

    thanks for tickling.
    :)

  3. grightnow Says:

    Hello,
    Good memories with all the photos. But I am quite unfortunate that most of my memories were not captured on prints. I have wrote this

    http://grightnow.wordpress.com/2011/03/02/pictures-that-only-i-can-see/

    Thanks for sharing. :)

  4. deadpoet88 Says:

    You were such a cute kid! Was very nice to read this post and get to know about your childhood. I spent mine wanting to grow up too, and now that I have grown up, I long to be a kid again. I miss those carefree days.

  5. Monica Says:

    Wonderful photos! What a great image – baby with foot in cake!

  6. Jamie Dedes, all rights reserved Says:

    Blaga, this is charming. Thank you for the introduction to your lovely family. I think you look like your mom. Beautiful! Both of you. :-) And what a handsome dad and brother. Love the story of stepping into the cake. Just don’t do it again at your wedding! LOL! I see you folks made sure the house was chock full of books for everyone to read. Perfect! And no worries about no Barbie. I didn’t have one. Too expensive. A good thing though. All they seem to do is make little girls feel inferior since they can never look like that and shouldn’t.

    Big hugs! And much gratitude to the two who gave this sweet young lady to the world.

    Jamie –

    • Broken Sparkles Says:

      Everyone says I look like mom and I’m glad about that :). To me my mom was the most beautiful mom in town :), but I guess every kid thinks that way …

      I have other plans for my wedding cake :) stepping in it is not part hehe Jamie!

      At home everyone reads a lot. Tons of books, all in Bulgarian of course. I’ve read most of the books there. The ones on the picture are just a little part of them :)

      Hugs back and much gratitude for your visit!

  7. Aleza Says:

    Wow, I LOVED this. You totally resemble your mom! Bold and beautiful! So you and I were born the same year! I wonder how different/similar our upbringings were … that we ended up in the same blogosphere circles. :) So just a warning, this is the hardest birthday year I’ve faced so far for some reason. I really don’t want to turn 35! Also, Barbie’s are highly overrated. I cut the hair off all of mine. Your dolls sound much better!

    • Broken Sparkles Says:

      Thank you Aleza! I think the soul matters here to bring us to the same liking about writing. As for your birthday … it doesn’t matter the years, it maters how you feel, so I hope you will feel great!

  8. Becca Givens Says:

    LOVE this – and you are the “spitting image” of your mom!

    The Celebrate Poet of Spring 2011 Awards: Awesome and well deserved! ~becca~

  9. southwindtrails Says:

    These are lovely pictures full of wonderful memories. You look so much like your mom! Before reading I thought that was you in the first photo. I really enjoyed this post, made me think of my own childhood and how much things have changed even since then. Oh how the world changes, but we always have our memories of how it was.

  10. short poems Says:

    Beautiful memories with all the photos, Thanks for sharing with us!

  11. souldipper Says:

    Great photos – what fabulous memories to have captured in those photos. You look as you had a mind of your own…imagine being so daring to step on and in your cake! :)

  12. Cherlyn Says:

    The first photo of your mother and father surprised me – because I thought that was you. Well, you’re both strikingly beautiful women then! And I have to say, you were an adorable little girl. This was really nice to share with us, I have so few photographs from my childhood, so ti’s always nice to see everyone elses :)

  13. Olivia Says:

    Where do I begin to talk from?
    1) I too have written all about my childhood. Blame it on my memory- I remember most of it! Black n white images included.
    2) Your face is just like your mom’s – duh- you know it already, don’t you?
    3) I too didn’t have a Barbie, but my childhood friend let me play with hers.
    4) Flying body parts- very funny! Tears justified.
    5) I loved playing with mini kitchens, china toy tea- sets, laying the table, doing the spread- I still love kitchen work. mom often remained perplexed on my choice of toys. I take great pride while shopping for kitchen :)
    6) You are right, times have changed. Kids can’t go out- forget kids, even the grown- ups can’t take a walk. No space, too polluted, beeeep!
    7) No appreciation for toys- YES!
    8) I too wanted to take up the responsibilities like any elder would- no wonder I was left all by ownself to handle my life- or was it a foretelling?
    9) I am still drooling over that cake! As a child, never celebrated. Mom said I need to grow up, get on my feet n then think of celebrating. Didn’t get any time after that to.
    10) I was too grown up even back then- maybe that’s why I am still a kid at heart..

    Loved your post Bubble. Sending you hugs n loads of happiness xox

  14. Pat Cegan Says:

    Lovely to share these memories with you. Thanks! hugs, pat

  15. ladynimue Says:

    Youw were a cute baby ..
    makes me wonder where my pics are .. *of course mom should know*


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