I was about 2 or 3 years old, and I lived in a small cul-de-sac. It was a dark evening in my house in Harleysville PA, and I could hear the soft pitter patter of ran. I was in my parent's room, and the lights were off as well, so every time lightning flashed outside, the house was lit up, and I waited for the boom.
I remember there was a little sticker on the window - since I haven't lived there since I was 4, I'm not sure exactly what it was, but it looked like the black silhouette of a fireman.
With each explosion of light, the man's shoulders and helmet became visible against the clear window pain, and gave me a sense of comfort - a feeling of someone watching over me and my home.
Today, I don't feel the same sensations I must have experienced when I felt a thunderstorm at a young age; however, I still get a feeling of comfort when I see something that is familar to me - something that makes my house, "home".
-- Edited by 102intro on Wednesday 26th of October 2011 04:50:55 PM
I think memories become very strong long-term memories when fear comes into the pictures. Exactly like in my memory was terrified about the sight of blood and the whole experience was scary, so it was very easy for me to recall the memory. Memories are stored based on value and impact in my opinion so I know exactly where you're coming from.
I think it's really interesting that you remember that detail about the sticker on the window. I don't exactly know what it was, but I do remember either a firefighter or a fire helmet sticker on my bedroom window. Your memory was really vivid compared to mine, which was pretty fuzzy.
