Some run deeper than others...
Some last all life long...
For me, that list includes
...holding hands with Daddy as we drove country backroads
(...singing every song that driver knew)
...Mom reading me Pooh stories, complete with voices ( "Help! Help... A Horrible Heffalump... Hoff! Hoff! a Hellible Horralump!")
...milk coming out my nose at the most inappropriate times (and me giggling all the way to bed with no supper... Poor Mom. This happened more than anyone would like to admit...(except for my brother, who mastered comedic timing at a very young age.)
...riding alongside Thurman today on his big red tractor ... laying out next year's garden (complete with brand new lavender rows...Thurman hates lavender...Exponentially excited for the lavender!)
Sweet dreams are made of these . . .
Precious memories...
(how they linger)
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