What comforting memory always finds you on the quiet weekends?
For me remembering the fun times running around outside at my grandparents farm while my mom and grandma cooked Sunday dinner.
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Neoerectus · M
Hmmm. Playing with my kids and dog when they were young....
Older memory, hhhm. Waking to my mother playing classical music while reading the Sunday paper in the living room. Getting her and Dad a new cup of coffee.
She would have gotten up early for the quiet from 5 kids. Pancakes or cheese toasties are piled high when we awaken. We all pile in to read Sunday comics, the Parade/Family weekly, Sports, etc.
We kids chat, fight over sections of papers, etc. Or just keep quiet for Mom and her record.
Older memory, hhhm. Waking to my mother playing classical music while reading the Sunday paper in the living room. Getting her and Dad a new cup of coffee.
She would have gotten up early for the quiet from 5 kids. Pancakes or cheese toasties are piled high when we awaken. We all pile in to read Sunday comics, the Parade/Family weekly, Sports, etc.
We kids chat, fight over sections of papers, etc. Or just keep quiet for Mom and her record.