Sometimes it takes but a moment to rekindle old memories.
Sometimes the memories never awaken.
Sometimes memories long pushed away, return.
Sometimes a tear relieves the pain of memory.
Sometimes memory reminds of who I was.
Sometimes we forget the memories we share.
Sometimes the joy of times long forgotten return in our memories.
Sometimes we remember and say and do nothing.
Sometimes tears fall and smiles grow in a memory.
Sometimes, sometimes we learn something new from memories relived.
August 12th, 2004 at 8:09 am
By this weekend a 1966 Chevy Nova II will be in our driveway. Sometimes memories drive back into our lives. She taught us the foundations. We are blessed to have been loved and to have loved, and to have our foundations built on solid rock.