Most memorable Day

Ina

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What is the most memorable day you've had, aside from marriage, and the birth of your children. Did it change you in anyway? Did it change your life, and if so how. :magnify: :wave:
 

Two memorable days: the day my son died at age 41, November 30, 2003, and the day my husband died, January 17, 2009.

My life changed forever with each of those deaths and not in a good way.
 
Georgia, This I understand. I can't get past August 12th. without a few days of depression, and more than likely February 15th. Will be the same. :bighug:
 

The most memorable day for me was when my mother took her own life when I was 18 years old, leaving me to raise and protect my younger siblings while engulfed in utter grief!

Yes it changed my life completely in every way possible, but I'd need a whole page to write how and why..

((hugs))) to both of you Ina and Georgia!
 
Isn't itt sad, that people's most memorable day is a tragic happening?

I am going for something happier....re-meeting my 2nd husband 36 years after 1st meeting him....
 
I was the chairperson of a local political party, we were holding our first dinner and dance and I had to make my first ever public speech, our guest of honour was a well known war correspondent and politician in England, (Martin Bell), my eldest son helped me write my speech from notes I gave him and on the night Martin could see I was nervous and kept ploughing me with drinks:D, the time came when I was introduced, I got up, sailed through my speech with no problems even managed to throw in a few ad libs and at the end received a standing ovation from all the guests.:D
 
Vivjen, My most memorable day is a little bit like yours. Michael and I split up five years after we met. We both went on with our seperate lives with no contact for 9 years. Then my mother set me up with my first blind date, and she told me the date had made reservations at a very classy restaurant. She told me it would be rude of me not to go.

Yep, you guessed it, it was Michael. After all the anger I had been carrying around about him, I was very shocked that I knew in 3 seconds that I still loved him. We have not spent one day apart since.:hit::kiss-tongue::hatoff:
 
Vivjen, My most memorable day is a little bit like yours. Michael and I split up five years after we met. We both went on with our seperate lives with no contact for 9 years. Then my mother set me up with my first blind date, and she told me the date had made reservations at a very classy restaurant. She told me it would be rude of me not to go.

Yep, you guessed it, it was Michael. After all the anger I had been carrying around about him, I was very shocked that I knew in 3 seconds that I still loved him. We have not spent one day apart since.:hit::kiss-tongue::hatoff:


awwww now that really is a romantic story.... how lovely.
 
I was a little worried when you said Martin Bell was plying you with drinks, Bee; I thought you might have overdone it!
 
I was a little worried when you said Martin Bell was plying you with drinks, Bee; I thought you might have overdone it!

I'll pass no further comment.:bigwink:
:lofl:

Mind Martin Bell is good company at a dinner dance.:D
 
Bee, I can see how giving a public speech would be a accomplishment, and could build your confidence for the future. Did you go further into politics? :cool1:

No Ina, I was quite happy in the position I held and helping with the local community and going door to door campaigning for any local elections coming up.:D
 
One of my most memorable days was in the early 1960s when my dad drove mam and I to the beach in winter. Another family were further down the beach and I could see they had a little fire going. After a few minutes, a man came over, gave my dad a cup of thick, black coffee and invited my mam and I to join him and his family for coffee. We went over, sat down on rugs which they spread out for us, we had several cups of coffee while they sang songs to us and then it was our turn to sing some songs for them.

This was in a Middle Eastern country and the hospitality we received from that Arab family made it a most memorable day.
 
One of my most memorable days was in the early 1960s when my dad drove mam and I to the beach in winter. Another family were further down the beach and I could see they had a little fire going. After a few minutes, a man came over, gave my dad a cup of thick, black coffee and invited my mam and I to join him and his family for coffee. We went over, sat down on rugs which they spread out for us, we had several cups of coffee while they sang songs to us and then it was our turn to sing some songs for them.

This was in a Middle Eastern country and the hospitality we received from that Arab family made it a most memorable day.
Sounds like a super day Pam! That's the way the world is supposed to work! :)
 
My husband had a subarachnoid haemorrhage on December 28th 2006, trashing half his brain, and that changed our lives forever. Apart from that I can't think of any other memorable day. I don't really remember my wedding day, I wasn't that interested in it. I wanted to get married to my husband, but I don't like ceremonies and parties, but my parents wanted the works, as they were paying for it. I was pleased when it was over and I could get on with married life.
 
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My most memorable day is the one when I first met my wife. We made an arrangement over the phone to meet at a local restaurant. I was sitting in the booth waiting for her. When she walked in, Cupid was right there and his arrow went right into me! I thought to myself, "man, are you one lucky dude!"

BTW, she had sent me a letter/reply to the Personal Ad I had placed in a magazine. She put her phone number into the letter/reply and I called her immediately...........apparently I really liked what she said in her letter!!
 
ClassicRockr, what a great story. Have you used the paper to continue your romance? Like on an anniversary, or to plane a night on the town? Or maybe Mrs. ClassicRockr has? :wave:
 

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