what is your msot memorable/moving experience?

This is a very broad question and can cover anything
a major break up,
realising your grandad was cool
a holiday someplace

you know what i mean,

Getting of the train in St Pancras aged 18 and thinking "right, now what do I do first ?"

going to the love parade in leeds, totally changed my life and i wouldn't be where i am today if i hadn't have gone- i have a ring that i bought on the day and im never going to take it off :D

Stood ankle deep in the sea at Robin Hood's Bay, having walked from St. Bees on the other side of the country. I'd walked 190 miles in 11 days and felt totally refreshed, like a clean slate. I'm not sure how to describe what happened on the journey but I'll try. You mind closes down, but not in a bad way, it just seems to shed any worries you had before and narrows the scope of it's ability to think down to yourself only in relation with the path ahead and behind. Your only worries becomes the state fo your feet, whether the waterproofing will stay intact all the way, if your boots that got soaked the day before crossing that river will ever dry, if the next town will have a book shop and if it will sell ralgex and compede.

It felt like such a simplification of life, walking everyday with a direct goal so strong it over-rode any longer term ideals. You made friends of others who were doing the walk, some days you'd walk further than them and lose them other days they'd walk further than you and you would catch up.

I think when I was walking I felt the closest thing to a purpose in my life and yet I knew it was going to end. As I stood in sea at the end I knew my life had changed, not because I'd lost any chance of another purpose, but because the walk had taught me a lesson without me knowing it. The secret to purpose is to keep it in small goals you can imagine, not far off mentally-distant goals you can't even comprehend. Keep it simple, hit that goal, go to the next in the list.

I'm still learning that now, 5 years later. The Coast-to-Coast walk shaped me in ways I hadn't known until recently.

Wilf

Arriving in Sheffield Sept 20th 2004, fresh out of a very f***ed up 5 year relationship, not knowing anyone here or having ever been here before... my dad left to start the long drive home... the next morning I woke up to find it was a beautifully sunny day, I was full of anticipation for the new stage in my life. Later that day, the first person I would meet here is the fine young man who is now Mr Kooky...

I'd have never even considered Sheffield if my relationship hadn't of ended. Now I look back and realise everything happened for a reason (though it felt impossibly tragic at the time) and that the months between June and September last year totally changed my life's direction :clap:

jbee refusing my marriage proposal. totally gutted.

The two most pivotal points in my life so far are:
1. Meeting my future missus 5 years ago!
2. Being told I was going to be a dad for the 1st time @ 19yrs old

You will never be ready for the shock at being told option 2 at that age.. you finally realise that you are going to be someones dad and it hits you that you are finally an adult... very scary for a while, but then it gets a lot more wonderful :)

Being told on Christmas Eve 1996 to go home and tell my family that it would be my last Christmas. Focusses the mind no end.

As a result I recognise every moment as being special, good or bad, it's still important.

watching each of my kids bieng born

Finding out that I had cancerous cells present six weeks after giving birth to my first child.

I do have a few but they're all too depressing and tragic to add here. So if I think of anything more cheery I'll get back to you.

Originally posted by medusa666
Being told on Christmas Eve 1996 to go home and tell my family that it would be my last Christmas. Focusses the mind no end.

As a result I recognise every moment as being special, good or bad, it's still important.

Bloody hell!
Kind of puts things into perspective straight away that.

Would you mind telling me why it would be your last xmas?
If you dont mind and its not too personal or course?

I reckon the most pivitol point in my life to this point has to be the birth of my son the 6 week hospital stay afterwards and the monday they told us he might not last through the night black monday we called it this shaped my life forever in ways i still dont understand today.

BTW he is fine and just celebrated his fourth birthday in august :thumbsup:

Originally posted by ANGELUS
Bloody hell!
Kind of puts things into perspective straight away that.

Would you mind telling me why it would be your last xmas?
If you dont mind and its not too personal or course?

I was 26, and diagnosed with a really rare cancer which grows very quickly and has poor prognosis due to lots of secondaries forming in various organs (increasing the risk of both bowel and breast cancer, and others).

I had 3 operations to remove the tumour which weighed about 1kg, spending 2 months in hospital and 'knowing' that this was not to cure me but just to make me more comfortable and give me more time. After all of this I had tests and scans and the secondaries just weren't there!

At the time that they told me I wasn't dying I was absolutely livid as I was feeling dreadful and trying to adapt to disabilities and loss of career and independence, and my last remaining 'get out clause' was to die. I now know what an amazing outcome it was, and appreciate it as such.

Tumour Mk II has also not resulted in secondaries, and I'll be crossing my fingers for the next 10 years that I'm finally OK.

This has to be one lovely hot day while holidaying in Scarborough when me and my partner were walking through the main shopping area. I turned to her, dropped down on one knee and asked for her to marry me. A moment of embarrassed silence followed by the "Yes, now get up you idiot"

Some stranger going into a shop and took a photograph of me proposing to her. Dunno who it was. Never found out.

There ya go. The past is fond memories.

Dragon