Favorite childhood memory…something that brings you home instantly…
That’s today’s question. What does that for you? It can be more than one thing. For me, it’s big storms, the kind that knocks the lights out. Our lights would go out easily, breakers would blow, and Mom would get out the storm candles (bowls and coffee cans with homemade candles in them) and the hurricane lantern, and then we’d go sit on the front porch and watch it blow sideways down the street.
Also, food tends to do it for me. Certain things.
What’s yours?
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sewing projects that I do for my daughter make me think of when I would sit at my grandmother’s feet while she was sewing. Granny would rock in her chair and hum. It was great.
Sunday after church, when the whole family would gather in our farmhouse or my grandma’s house in town. I had five older cousins, plus my older brother. I spent the better part of my childhood trying to keep up with them. Fun times. 🙂