Family time memories

When I was little, our family watched television after the evening meal. My mother got us a yoga mattress so that we could watch television lying in our pajamas all snuggled up with blankets, pillows and teddy bear.

It was a moment of tenderness. All three of us enjoying the same images at the same time gave me a wonderful sense of safety and solidarity. All those evenings spent not even really talking with each other yet crying and laughing together… those moments were filled with great happiness.

In fact, that’s what my family did best. Better than traveling, better than big family celebrations, better than birthdays, better even than Christmas. When I think of my childhood, these memories are among the finest.

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