Memory

I have a really good memory but often I wish that we had the ability to dial in some very specific day in our memory and that it would be more than just visual; it would be accompanied by the exact sounds and feelings of that day. I suppose that falls more into the category of time travel. I would like to remember exactly how it felt when I was informed that a little sister had been born. Being two years old at the time, my guess is it went right over my head. I would love even more to remember what it felt like to see and hold her for the first time. My guess is that I loved her straight away. Here it is, fifty years later and how I feel about her hasn't changed.

After last night's chilly and windy departure, the day broke as pretty as a day can be. A number of honking geese in formation passed overhead; I adore that sound even though I full well know what it means. The cowardly things are already taking off for Florida and we've only had a few chilly nights. Take me with you, pleeeease, I yelled.