Sharing Memories.. ( week 1 )First Childhood Memory

I thought it was a good idea to join the Olive Tree Genealogy Blog on Sharing Memories...although I will pick and choose which ones I will do etc.. :)

First Childhood Memory..
I can go back quite a way... and remember a few things from when I was little... I just dont know in which order they all happened...except for my last memory ( when my parents split up )
So I have decided to give a few examples...

I remember being in bed fast asleep, and been woke up by my Mother. I lived in Dundee, and we lived in the top flat of a tenement building.
The next door neighbour had found a hampster, and I'm assuming that he came to our house to see if it belonged to us. My Mother came in and woke my brother and I up to show us it.  I remember at the time, I just felt so tired, but was excited to see it and hold it... we didn't get to keep it though ..haha

Another memory was my Mother... it was the time of bright red lipstick...and I can remember her bright red lips... my Mother was beautiful..

I can remember songs that my parents must have liked being played... one of them " Hang down your head Tom Dooley " and another is : Lipstick on your Collar ".. you know , if I hear them now , it makes me nostalgic, and in a way sad....

Another memory I have is being woken up and being carried down the stairs of the tenement building ( where we lived ) and being taken to a neighbours home.   There were fire trucks everywhere, I remember the sounds.. the lights and at the time, the excitement of what was going on.  I was very young when all these things happened, its amazing to me how we can still remember things from so long ago...and thinking about them, can put you right back, as if you were still there....

My Sister.....

I'm really not good at doing this Blog... even though I know its important..
Tomorrow is my sister's birthday... she's my sister, but she grew up with my Aunt, Uncle
and cousins.  You see, when my parents were divorced, my Father brought us back to Greenock.
My Father and I stayed at my Gran and Grandad's... there was no more room, as My Uncle David still lived there, as he hadn't married yet.
My brother and my sister stayed at my Aunt and Uncle's home.  When my dad remarried , only my brother came and stayed with my dad.  I was told that the reason was my aunt had lost a baby , and didn't want my sister to leave.   So here we are today.... tomorrow is my sister's birthday !
She grew up with my cousins, and to her they are her brothers and sister.
I do understand that.. but... well, the thing is, I remember her as that wee baby... always thought of her as my sister... I want to send her sister things on Facebook, but cant. I want to send her cards through the mail, but something stops me... I love her.. I feel somewhat jealous of her and my cousin's relationship. It , of course isn't their fault..
Its times like this, that I want to blame my Mother... she had the affair... its her fault our family was broken up.
So today, I feel sad... sad for what I'm missing, sad for the way things turned out... tomorrow I will push my shoulders back, send a Happy birthday to my gorgeous sister that I LOVE so much, and smile, because its HER day ...