I am one of those people
who is privileged to have a strong sense
A bizarre memory at times.
I'm not extreme,
like the people who
remember every detail of every date on the calendar;
however, I have
very strong memories from about age 3 on.
I remember the day my
baby brother came home from the
hospital (two weeks shy of my
third birthday). I remember the
diaper truck on the gravel driveway next door.
I remember having
pet bunnies (and having to give them away).
I remember riding the
big red tricycle with blocks
on the pedals so I could reach.
I remember in Kindergarten William L. telling the
class that a robber had broken into his
house and had stolen all of his father's socks from his drawer.
I remember flying my Campbell Soup
kite at the Kite Flying Contest in Third Grade.
I remember Bed lunch with Clarence
and Edna, and hard candies from
the glass candy dish on Grandma O's kitchen table.
I remember an endless stream
of what may seem to be
trivial events ….events that stream through my
brain daily, event that have formed and molded
me into the wife, mom, daughter I am today.
I remember the lilacs...white
fragrance slipping through
the tiny squares in the
screen and into my childhood bedroom.
Unlock the memories and you will find the people and events who have shaped your heart.