This morning as I was pruning away and dead-heading flowers, I could hear the little girl next door playing and squealing (in that way that only children can) and I was taken back to yesterday. Well, it felt like yesterday cause it really doesn't seem like 20+ years ago that my children were making the same sounds of laughter, chatter and amusement in this same yard that I was standing in.
Isn't it interesting how the brain plays tricks on us and is it fair for it to do that to an old sentimental fool like me? What started out as a regular chore turned out to be a short trip down memory lane. I suppose when you stop and think about it, having something to fondly remember is better than forgetting all about it. So thank you to my still actively-functional-brain for taking me back briefly to yesterday as I worked in my garden today.