Happy memories

I keep on writing up my happy memories in my battle with depression.

It seems to me, that most of my happy memories involve my family.

So here's some. 

I can't say when...
But we had met, spend time together. I can't remember why, or where.. just that in the city we studied.

One night, I don't know where there just the two of us, or was there others..

We sit in swings in the children playground. Talking.

Talking about everything. Laughing together.

That's one of my most precious memories.

I hate that I can't remember more.

But I remember the first time she kissed me. To me it was pure magic.

I do remember how I sit in bench in school, her leg's were in my lap and teacher walk by and (can't remember the words) and was .. "so sweet."

I remember how I lived alone.. alone indeed in this tiny and horrible apartment. How once I came there from my parents place... and she was sitting on the porch with big bag of clothes and stuff. and she looked happy, as happy as I was.

I remember the calls, the letters we send each others when we were apart. I was poor writer then, so I think i draw stuff I thought to be romantic.. I have no idea were those.

I remember how she tease me about easy I was... but she never realized that I was easy only because of her. it was she, who made me easy... for her.

I remember how we talked about everything. She told me so much, stuff that she don't even remember she told me then. She said that I didn't tell her as much, but I told what I could and most of all, I told her about my feelings.

I remember how she made me feel... wanted... loved... missed.

This helps. It helps to remember the good stuff. I just hope to remember more.

It's bit weird perhaps how many of my good memories are connected to her. But.. it's not to me. 

Damn... I was just in cat caffee..

I have always been one of the animal people... I like about every animal and insect more than most of humans.

But I have always thought my self as... dog person... maybe because I like hunting and good dog there is quite nice addition to food getting business.

Now... I was tricked in this Purrfect Angel-british/catcafe in Rovaniemi.

And damn... very first thing that happened was one beauty that just demanded to get some scratches and love and jumped to my lap and.. damn... I started to have this worrisome feeling, like... getting sick or something... something inside was melting or something and yes it was a cat, not my wife.

Then there was this tiny rascal Riimu? that tried to eat my fingers and then he jump to my lap and staid there and ... another feline that stole our son's bacon bread.

I...

I start to think that I might actually like cats, some cats bit more than I thought.

We have those two Turtles, A'Tuin and Morla, but even that they do sometimes come to sit on lap but it's ... not the same to hug a turtle than it is some soft, warm maybe bit furry animal.

oh well.. my image has been ruined for life, but I'm not even sure do I care.

I fell in love with Riimu, the tiny rascal.

Oh yes.. also the Tea that I took and bacon sandwich were awesome, and also there was nicely vegan stuff (not that I need or care, but that is nice for some) also there was gluten free and lactose free stuff and those even taste fine, or so did wife say and she knows.

Also I liked the theme, old mix match furniture and art and .. basically I did like everything.. even Humans were nice and prices acceptable.

So.. I was so much surprised of all the positiveness that I got from there, that I just had to write a short blog about it.

I feel good right now, yes I have pain and I'm tired, but those darn tiny animals did make me feel better. And it continues still.

SO thank you  Purrfect Angel-british/catcafe