Day 14 – My Earliest Memory
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I have been told that it is impossible to have memories before a certain age and that any memory before that is a manipulation of a story that I have been told about myself that my mind forgets the source and so will it takes ownership as if the memory comes from my own perception.
I’m not a neuroscientist or a psychologist so I will just go ahead and assume they are right but for this purpose lets go with the story of how I got a knot in my head when I was about 4.
It was in our apartment in Auburn Washington around 1991. My brother Josh and I were hanging out in our room shortly after we had finished bathing. We had some really cool stuffed animals; we had our favorites and others that we played a little rougher with. On this day we were particularly excited about our stuffed Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and their awesome ninja skills. So we began throwing them in the air and soon discovered that we could actually, if we threw hard enough, make them hit the ceiling. So here we are tossing our TMNT stuffed animals all the way to the ceiling as if they made it there because of who they were and not because of the force we were putting behind them.
It just so happens that a 4 and 5 year old boys (at least my brother and I at the time) do not notice simple things that can be broken, for example the light fixtures. Well it turns out that you don’t have to be aware you can break something to really do damage to it. My little Michelangelo head butted that light fixture just right to break off a corner of it and here comes the slow motion cinematics.
I am looking straight up as this piece of glass is coming straight down at me. I notice my brother quickly jump out of the way and onto our bunk beds, so I have figured out that something bad just happened and something worse is could happen at any moment. From what I am seeing at the moment my guess is it has to do with the glass piece and my head. Now I don’t remember exactly what happened next and it’s probably a good thing. I don’t know if mom n dad came running because of the scream or if Josh went and got them. I don’t remember how I got in the bathroom but I think my dad carried me. The next thing I remember is my mom dad and brother with me in the bathroom, and I am crying. They keep telling me to hold still so they can help me. I turn to face the mirror and see a significant piece of glass from the light fixture wedged into my forehead like an upside down triangle. I don’t remember much after that either but I know they got it out and I didn’t even have to go to the hospital.
For years I could always feel the spot on my forehead that had healed; now it takes some searching but you can still feel it. I have many great memories from my childhood and I look forward to sharing more in the futre.
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