When I was a child I had many exciting memories. I visited all the islands in Hawaii in the first ten years of my life, and my family and neighbors would have block parties every Saturday until I was about 10 and some of my neighbors moved away. My mom always tells a story about how when I was three I got out of my bed and got a chair from the kitchen to open the top lock of our front door and got my big wheel tricycle and rode around the street. My mom woke up on early morning to a crib with no baby and an open front door, only to find me riding around the side walk on my big wheel. I only vaguely remember this but it seemed like it was fun and very much something I would do. My family always took many trips and vacations as I was growing up which made great childhood memories as well as develop close relationships with my parents and my sister. One of my favorite quotes is “Don’t you wish you could take a single childhood memory and blow it up into a bubble and live inside it forever?” by Sarah Addison Allen, a writer who wrote the Lost Lake. There are times in my life when school, soccer, or work gets hard or stressful. Its these times where I wish that I could blow up my childhood trips to Hawaii into a bubble and live in it now and forever.