Memories of a Millennial: 1987-2010 Part 1

Trying to educate others on life as a millennial is complex. The main reason being, life has been anything but simple for a good number of years. Complications not only in a general sense but also in that each millennial is different. Memory is a very personal thing. What life is to us, everything, all people and the entire world is just that, ours only. I hope the reader will forgive me for not being able to fully communicate what it was like. You had to be a part of it yourself forming your own personal world. This is life.

I was born on September 3rd, 1984 in Bensalem, Pennsylvaina. I was born at 5:55 PM triple digits I assume to be lucky considering my life. Being born on Labor Day I thought for a long time it was a holiday that celebrated women giving birth. My earliest memories are from 1987. I remember my aunt by marriage, Helen, a woman who was born and raised in the country of Wales. She was blonde and young in her twenties and could have been a model. Her friend Debbie and she took me to the Jersey shore that summer. I believe it was Wildwood. My two memories are stopping for lunch at Bella Pizza there in Bensalem. The dining area was white with some black and the white table was round. I remember grabbing the carton of french fries in the middle of the table and pulling them toward me. XD My aunt across from me then grabbing them back gently and saying no these are for everyone or something like that. She seemed alittle mad. The second memory was the bedroom of the rented house there at the shore. I remember they had these two white mask ornaments on the wall, my own bed being beside them and me being sort of worried about them having her like explain what they are as she tucked me in.

End of part 1