My first memory (Michael's topic)

The first thing which I remember is the event when my grandfather was walking arm in arm my grandmother to the kitchen.

In that moment my grandmother was very ill, I don’t remember her death, I don’t remember her burial, I don’t remember my emotions, my feelings. I have few memories from my childhood but this moment is the only moment I remember in colors from my early childhood, it is my first memory. I was 2 years old.

There is such love, such care between my grandparents, I was really surprised, because there were many people who were younger and stronger than my grandfather, his child, but he helped her go to the kitchen. It was hard for her to walk at that time and he helped her, because he felt that she needed him, not only his help, but his love and his care.

My mum and dad told me a lot of stories about my childhood, but not this. It’s my memory, it’s not from photos and videos, I remember it from time from time, because it is in my head, in my soul.

It is the only memory about my grandmother, because she died when I was two years old, but I remember her not only due to photos.