I love creature comforts. When going through a struggle, I always think about those things that make me feel better. A cup of chicken noodle soup, a walk on the beach, a rainy night where the family is gathered around the table playing a board game.
Here one of our granddaughters sits by a warm fire. Wonder what she's thinking? I'll bet whatever it is, this moment is being sketched across her memory. In the other picture our youngest granddaughter is chillin with our dog, Latte. They're buddies. It's a contented moment for them both, can you tell? ;-)
Life is full of these seemingly inconsequential moments that gather in our memories and pull us homeward each year during the holiday seasons. The smell of chocolate chip cookies baking in Mom's oven, the cinnamon-scented candles flickering in the dim-lit room.
I guess I'm rambling, but what I'm trying to say is these are the pieces of life that make up who we are. The moments that matter to us. Those moments may seem like nothing to someone else, but for us, they are etched in our memories forever.
When in elementary school at the end of a particular day, it was pouring down rain. I walked 12 blocks to school and was wondering how soaked I would get going home. When the school bell rang and I looked out the big double door, I spotted my mom in the car waiting for me. She took me home and a big pot of chili waited on the stove. Such a normal kind of day, but it burned in my memory as special because I felt warm, safe, loved.
Do you have a special memory that might not seem like much but for some reason it burned in your memory as something to savor?