Memories

I love memories. I love how you can have one amazing day that seems to go on forever because of the fantastic photos/videos/keepsakes you have from it. And no matter how long it's been since you've had that little adventure, looking at what might just be some useless object to someone else, brings back all the memories of that day.
 

I’m lucky that I have lots of lovely memories. Like the times my grandparents took me to the fair, the first time I met Ronan Parke, my trips to Greece in 2010 and 2012, all the concerts I've been to in my life, days out and the amazing weekend in Belgium I had with my school friends in March. Each of these memories are individual to me, and I love that. I am the person I am today because of my past – these memories.

I’ve always kept souvenirs. A few months ago I went through I box my dad got down from the loft for me and I found concert tickets, postcards, train/bus tickets, photos and lots more little random things that can't really be put into a category, from various trips out when I was younger, Looking through them almost instantly I was transported back in my mind to that day.

Above my bed in my room I have a notice board. It’s just a cheap one from argos but I love it (You can buy it here). I have filled it with most of the things from the box, along with some of my favourite photos, quotes, leaflets ect. So when I’m having a bad day I can just look at my ‘memory board’ and be reminded of all the happy times.

It’s all my favourite moments from my life piled into one space.

And now you get to giggle at some of my old photos...

 

 

Hope you enjoyed this! And maybe comment and tell me about some of your favourite memories yeah?

Lots of Love