Tag Archives: memories

Children have a unique ability to slow down and notice things. This is why as grown-ups our memories  are stirred by old songs, a fragrance in the air, or a season in time.  Sadly, this childlike way of sensing life fades as we grow up, unless we slow down and ...

I have vivid memories from the first home I remember as a little girl.  On summer evenings I would look for butterflies in our front yard. They seemed to flutter around the large tree that shaded our house as the last dappled sunlight fell. I loved a rainy day.  Mom ...

I have some vivid memories of our old house: making blanket forts over the dining room table and hiding underneath, playing with my mother’s costume jewelry in my parents’ bedroom when I should have been  napping, and the Christmas season when Santa visited and left a small china cup on ...

When I was a little girl, a tiny plaque sat on the headboard of my parents’ giant waterbed. It read: “A baby is God’s opinion that the world should go on.” ~ anonymous From my youngest years, I found great hope and comfort in that saying. No, it’s not a ...

We all have heard that age-old saying, “You just can’t go home again.”  But I personally beg to differ. You see, home is home, whether it is current or past, whether it belongs to us or is borrowed, whether we are young or old.  Home is not just a building. ...