My earliest memory...

If I think about the past, a lot of images come into my head. These images are undefined memories from my childhood. It’s strange because there are some that I can remember well and others that I can only project the image.

I’ve been thinking a lot of about it and I have decided which is probably my earliest memory. It isn't about a particulary day, it's a repeated action in the past.
I was between one and two years old. We had just moved from the flat to the house. At that time, my father had two works: in the morning he worked as a teacher and in the afternoon as a pattern. He used to wake up very early and arrive home very late. For that reason, I couldn't see him as frequents as I would have liked. So I can remember what it sounded like when my dad got home at 8 pm. At first, I would hear the sound of the car and then I could hear how my father would open the door of the parking (it’s a sound very characteristic). Then, he would go upstairs. I remember go running from anywhere I was just to say hello to him. I was little, so I’d hug his legs. Then, he’d lift me from the floor and he’d kiss me. After that, my mum would come with my brother (he was a baby) and we'd stay together for a while. 

It’s a nice memory I still have. I hope not to lose it because it's so sweet. 
It's strange how our brain can record some clear images, but not voices. I am better at remembering old experiences than faces and names from the people I know now. Our brain and memory will always be an enigma for us. Maybe, in a few years, scientists will be able to understand it at all. But, nowadays, it's not possible.

Related to this topic, I have thought in a music video. In that video, Taylor Swift tells about her earliest memories and thanks her parents. The lyrics are cute and very emotional. The video is made with real photos of her life, so I think it’s interesting to watch it. And if anyone want to check the lyrics, here’s a webpage.