Day 18: My favorite memory

I have lots of favorite memories, so this was a hard one to write about.
There's wonderful memories of time with travis, and the night he proposed-
I have wonderful memories just hanging out with my family, and playing with lysie and Liam
And of quiet walks in the glorious summer or fall air
I have memories of my first kiss
the first temple trip with travis
of how blissful our first summer and fall were together
I have wonderful memories with College roommates
The feeling of coming home the first time after a long departure
With highschool friends
with Dance teams
with Melody, and Nicole, my childhood besties
I have tender memories with my Father-sitting on his lap in church and playing with his tie

But my favorite memory I decided just now-is one that has no time attached
I seem to classify everything into this period of life or I remember this because this or that was happening along with it

But my favorite memory is just a memory.

I don't know what was going on
I don't know what circumstances my life was in
I don't even know how old I was or whom I was with during the memorie

I just know that I was on the back of the bike (in one of those old seats)
And that we were in my neighbor hood I grew up in
and that we went over a little hill and the world was cast in this beautiful Golden glow.

And thats it.

I've always held on to that moment, and its one of my earliest memories.  But theres no fear, no sad story attached to it.  Theres no story at all except that I was on the back of the bike, and we went over a little hill.

It was just beautiful and I was just happy.