...to where I spent carefree summer evenings catching lightning bugs under the Pecan trees? It was a place where Bachelor Buttons bloomed in the apple orchard and we chased big yellow butterflies to their hiding places.
Will I ever see again the garden where we had tea parties and ate jelly sandwiches cut out of triangle shaped bread? We'd pick peaches off the tree and bite down into the juiciness, feeling the sweetness run down our chins.
Someday I'll go back there and stay awhile but I know you won't be there. Do you remember me as I remember you? Are our memories the same? Do I play as big of a part in your childhood memories as you do in mine?
If I close my eyes on these hot summer days in the present, I can hear our laughter, I can see our sun kissed faces and suddenly I know without doubt, if I go back, you'll be there too. You'll be there in my heart because that's where I've carried you for these years.
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I hope I haven't intruded on a private post. It just brought back childhood memories for me, too. I would pick violets for my mom in a field that had violets as far as you could see. My dad fixed a shed up out back for me to use as a playhouse and my best friend and I had tea parties there. My older cousin gave me a formal she had worn to the prom and I felt so grown up. We picked cherries from the cherry tree.
I long for those times too, because I felt safe and loved and not alone.
Oh Linda, of course you've not intruded. This blog I do for me, to express my feelings, my thoughts and the best thing is that when you connect with somebody else that might feel the same way or have the same memories. When that happens I love it. So know you never ever intrude and I always want to know if you feel the same, or differently. I'm glad you found me and although I have no desire for my blog to be read by bunches of people, I feel connected to you and always love it when you comment.
I always wonder if the people who I remember so well in my childhood remember me as well. Thanks for sharing some of your memories, they sound wonderful.
Thanks so much, Robbin, for the kind words. I also feel a connection. We have so many things in common. I like it that your blog is on a personal level. I always try to visit every day, and enjoy your writing so much. I know if we would have grown up in the same town, we would have been best friends!!
I bet you're right! Thank you for visiting, you are always welcome! I hope you had a good day. I just got home and I'm tired! (My late night).
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