Dear Sally:
Well, this is a very interesting post, a real challenge for our minds...
Well, telling you the truth, Sally, I would go back to my childhood with my dear parents.
We used to travel together (back in the 50´s and 60´s), to far away places in beautiful and peaceful countrysides. I learnt how to swim in gorgeous swimming-pools at luxurious Hotels, while my parents were calmly watching my brave attempts. I also learnt how to ride horses on horseback; horses usually run pretty fast, while I enjoyed doing it and laughing my head off. My parents were a bit concerned about my safety on the horseback. But, I never fell from a horse. I loved to entertain my little friends with my singing and acting in public too, on small stages at School. I was their only daughter, so they used to bring a friend along to keep me company. Then, we played different games and we had lots of fun. I had nice little friends. My parents were so proud of me; they loved me so much, and I also loved them so very much. They were my true heroes!!... Unfortunately, they passed away long ago. I miss them so dearly. I would definetely go back to my childhood with my dear parents, which was the most naive and most safe part of my life, in plain truth. The rest of the years remained was mostly rubbish and dreadfully painful. Those memories back in my childhood were so pure and special, and indeed, the very best memories of my life.
Thank you, sweet dear Sally, for bringing this post to life!!
Warm Regards, Starry.

