The little things…on July 20, 2012 at 1:26 PM
I want to share a memory.
Earlier this year, a cold winter day… I was together with my dad and my kid sister Willamona. We were walking outside and it was freezing outside! On our way to the store we came to a downhill.
Dad took off and slid down the hill on slippery shoes, like you do when you’re little. It looked really funny so I tried following behind, but my boots refused to cooperate.
My sister had more luck and slid the whole way down to dad. Before I knew it they were both ahead of me and I froze. I stood on top of the hill, stopped for a second and felt totally at ease. A feeling from my childhood went through my body.
I remembered a cold winter day, similar to the one I found myself at the top of the hill, when dad came to the daycare to pick up my sister and I. He had brought a sledding with him, he told us to sit down and share the ride. We were smiling from ear to ear the whole way home.