The sky is so blue – the sun so bright – the breeze just right – and I am day dreaming.
And at moments like this – I am also the little sister, the young girl, the best friend, the new mother, the grandmother – and these memories that connect and weave are triggered by the sensations, the scents, the sounds and the colors of this day – and days gone by.
And it makes me wonder – what will our children remember from the sounds and images of their childhoods?
I think about our young grandsons, Theo and Zeke and the shared photos of them – almost always in the woods, along a creek, playing in sand and water, climbing, jumping, holding a stick.
And I imagine their senses will be continually reminded and connected to these natural experiences as they grow.
Laughter shared, food cooked and enjoyed, sounds in the household and on the block – music heard, songs sung, books read, words remembered – all can remind us and our children of our times together.
After a stressful week recently, I was at the river and heard the sound the water made as it lapped against the bulkhead.
And I was immediately transferred to the beach I grew up on – and the delicate sound the sea made as it lapped on to the shore.
And I was so grateful for that recall.
We never know what will stick in our minds – in our children’s minds – but we hope they are the good memories – the good sounds – the genuine laughs – that flow into their daydreams – years from now – just by a sound, a scent, or a breeze.
Day dreams – save some time for them.