Talking
about the many Fred-S in my life in my previous Blog yesterday, I had
mentioned that Fred the Basset, by the famous cartoonist Alex Graham,
was my favourite of all. Not just because he is the cutest and
cheekiest, extremely doggy clever and with great understanding of the
human species, but the fact that I have known him the longest, and can
always find him at will. The other Fred-S visit me only when they choose
to, or when destiny somehow put us on the same spot together by chance,
giving me pleasure and enriching my existence. They had all in
different ways, and to different degrees, helped me discover my inner
self further, and let me become a better person, more understanding,
more patient and more tolerant.
There had been many more Fred-S I hadn't mentioned in that Blog, as some of them had appeared in my life only once very briefly, but during that fleeting moment of seconds or minutes, had allowed me to get close and personal, been named Fred, and I had considered it a new friend. These wonderful moments had instantly formed part of my life, the memories of them safely filed away in the deep recess of my heart.
One casual encounter is particularly etched deep in my heart. I was taking a break on a patch of picnic spot alongside the motorway, to rest and have some lunch after many hours of driving from England to Spain. Just inches away in front of me I noticed a tiny little white head of a mouse sticking out of a hole on the ground, ate & also picked some scattered bits of food then quickly disappeared into the hole taking the food with it. It would soon stick out his head again, grabbed another bit of food and rapidly disappeared into the hole. Amused and fascinated, I purposely put some more food bits round the hole and he would again come, grab, & ran off into the hole. This went on a couple more times then, to my utter surprise and indescribable delight, he brought out his wife with a even more minute little mouse, smaller than half my little finger; all of them white with red nose and red mouth. I felt like a happy mother meeting her son's new family for the 1st time! They didn't run off so swiftly this time, eating the food right there in front of me ... I don't remember any other 'Fred' moment that had made me happier.
There had been monumental moments or events in my life, very much more significant or important, in theory should have been more memorable but, somehow, they had paled away, forgotten or, if remembered, just figments of them in sketchy and disorderly fashion. But those of all the Fred-s, I had known, would at times appear out of a blue, play out the scenes of our brief encounter in my mind's eye, as if I had clicked a replay button on a video, bringing me every details of those delicious moments, weeks, months even years ago, as clearly as if they had just happened.
I guess I have this automatic system in my head, with a file called "Precious Moments" that achieves all those wonderful moments of my life, however fleeting, for which I am truly grateful.
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