I am rather lackadaisical with my sleepwear. You might find it hanging on a hook in the bathroom, or draped across the back of a chair until it is time for it to be laundered as I do wear it more than one night.
Yesterday, after making my bed, I picked up my pajamas and began to fold them. I was suddenly struck by a memory that had not crossed my mind in 40 years!
When we were children, we folded our pajamas and they were placed under our pillow. Then the bed was made and we went about our day. When bedtime rolled around again, we pulled back the covers and dressed for bed.
What makes a memory – dormant for years – rise to the surface? I think it was triggered by the simple act of folding my worn pajamas which I normally would never do.
It makes me wonder how many memories I do not recall, but are still catalogued and present in my mind. I have done a lot of writing prompts designed to increase recollection. They do not produce profound results for me.
When my aunt passed away, I was given a stack of letters I had written to her. She had bundled them together and saved them all. As I read through them, I could scarcely remember the events detailed in the letters. I suppose people who journal and keep diaries have a better remembrance of their lives. I have burned or destroyed more journals than I ever kept.
The book of my life is kept behind some mental lock and key, perhaps never to be read by another. I suppose it will disappear when I do.
For now, though, I fondly remember the act of folding my pajamas and slipping them under my pillow.
Have you ever experienced something similar? A minor memory triggered by perhaps by a simple every day task? Did you ever keep your sleepwear tucked under your pillow?
The human mind never ceases to amaze me.
It is amazing how our minds works.
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I am always amazed, Sadje.
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👍👍👍
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I never kept pyjamas under a pillow, but I do remember my mum coming in to tell me to turn out the bedside lamp. I was an avid reader as a child, and had she not intervened, I would have been too tired to get up for school the next day.
Best wishes, Pete.
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I remember my sister reading under the covers with a flashlight. She always had a book with her.
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Sleep wear?
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Ha! 😂😳😂
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We used to do the same with our pjs. I also remember sliding out of bed and making it quickly trying to contain the warmth ready for the following night. Happy memories.
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It was always cold at our house in the night, we loved being all tucked in with a load of blankets and quilts piled on top. I never thought of trying to capture the heat.☺️
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Thoughts of a child and of course it never worked!
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But you tried!
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😀
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I was supposed to fold my jammies and put them under my pillow then make my bed. BUT I hated making my bed so I’d stuff my jammies in a ball under my pillow then casually toss the bedspread across the bed. It was not my best work, but I seemed to get away with it. I think my mother was too busy/tired to argue with me about my bed making skillz.
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That’s funny, Ally. I guess all mothers learn to pick their battles with their children.
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Don’s “sleep wear?” will no doubt change in later years. When newly married I slept naked. Once our young daughter had practiced subway strap hanging with a convenient dangly bit I resumed sleep wear. When daughter went to boarding school I resumed naked bathing but resorted to pj’s again when older age needed extra warmth. I have always folded said pj’s, or at times, nightshirt, and put under pillow. How can I not continue doing what Mum told me to?
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That was a tough lesson you learned! I was never comfortable sleeping without pajamas or a nightgown. Perhaps it was growing up in an area where the nights were cold or cool even in the summer. I think I might equate those pajamas and blankets and quilts with comfort. I still love to feel the weight of blankets as I sleep.
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I think when you get to our age, your brain is kind of like Fibber McGee’s closet and it doesn’t take much to knock a whole avalanche of memories loose. It might be a specific combination of the temperature, the amount of sunlight coming in, and a specific, ethereal scent or feeling…
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Perhaps you are right, John. And probably why I enjoy nostalgic things so much.
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I know how that is…
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We always folded our pyjamas and put them under our pillow…in fact I never stop I do it to this day.
You have triggered the memory of how in the winter it was so bitterly cold we would get dressed in bed not emerging until fully dressed! 🤣 Honest! 💜💜💜
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Willow, we did that, too! The art of dressing under the covers is quickly learned when you step into a cold room. Later, I can also remember learning to dress – at least partially – under a warm robe.
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Yes we did too! There was no heating upstairs in our childhood home 💜
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We had no heat upstairs either.
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I hated the winters!
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I remember at some point my mom buying me a PJ bag that we were to put PJs in. It all changed after I learned my grandmothers way of doing things.
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I remember PJ bags although I never owned one. I do like to air out my bed and my garments after a night of sleep.
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We also placed our PJs under our pillows before making our beds when we were kids. Also, recently in a webinar, we were given the prompt “I remember …” to trigger a memory and write a piece about it. I’d done the exercise many times before, but this time, I remembered how my older cousin, Yvon, taught me how to ride a bike when he was 14 and I was 6 and how, three years later, he was killed in a motorcycle accident. I’m still working on a braided essay triggered by the memory which I had long ago relegated to somewhere in the back of my mind.
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I think our minds have a way of protecting us. That is a tough memory and it is sad to think you lost your cousin that way. I am not familiar with the term ‘braided essay’. What does that mean to you? I am always interested in the writing techniques other writers use.
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I do that too.
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Funny how so many have the same practices.
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Yes 🙂
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I still, to this day, fold my pajamas and place them under my pillow before making the bed. I also still fold the extra quilt at the bottom of the bed, in case I get cold. I taught my children the same, but to my knowledge only the youngest stuck with it.
I was trying to think of a brain thing like yours, but I could not. Memory is amazing.
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Joey, it is so great to see you here! I have missed you. The lessons we learn as children can certainly stick with us. I, too, always have an extra blanket folded at the bottom of the bed.
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We were to put them inside the pillowcase. Perhaps that was a family idiosyncrasy, since I seem to be the only one who notes that.
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We did not do that but I know of people who did.
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I picked that up at summer camp.
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I was never able to go the summer camp.
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It was one real benefit of being a Camp FIre Girl. Heavily subsidized rates.
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A real benefit to children, I think.
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I learned a lot there from weaving, archery, swimming and getting along with kids I didn’t know.
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All wonderful skills, Elizabeth.
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Except for archery!
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Oh, I don’t know. Eye/hand coordination, arm strength, judgement are all involved if nothing else.
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I guess I was thinking I haven’t had a chance to shoot any wild animals lately!
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Ha! Oh, yes, I suppose there is that!
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Although I was tempted when the mother turkey hatched her seven little turkeys in our yard.
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My dad always folded his pajamas and put them under his pillow. It’s a good place for them and Elizabeth’s inside the pillow case is even better. I usually hang my nightgown on a hook, but under the pillow would be good for traveling or if we were to lack space. My husband tends to leave his PJs on top of his pillow and I often put them underneath,
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It’s one of those things I seldom gave any thought. At least not in a number of years.
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I’ve definitely experienced some minor triggers like that. I’ve also had those actions trigger deja vu.
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The complexity of the human brain never ceases to amaze me.
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