Lately, I've been having this happen to me quite a bit. I think that it may be that it's summer, and that a lot of the memories that I have from my childhood seem to be from the summer. Most of them center around the pool, which is where I spent pretty much the majority of my time... year-round even, but I relate it to summer. To this day, whenever I smell sunscreen, I'm immediately transported to the pool deck at Fremont, where I was proud to be a "Flying Fish".
Pop Tarts take me to a sunrise over the mountains, sitting shore side on the Barnes' pontoon boat at Canyon Lake.
Jeopardy has me sitting in Mrs. Ricketts living room, usually playing cards.
The other night I was sewing... yes, I was sewing. Nick wasn't home from school yet and the kids were in bed. I was "listening" to the D-Backs play and there was a floor fan blowing. All of those put together also take me back to my childhood. My mom was/ isn't a TV fan (but still loves Angela Lansbury and Perry Mason!), and listening to baseball was common in our house... usually with some element of static because sports are always broadcast on the AM talk show station. The fan, well, we live in AZ... they're necessity.
To today... Emily has swimmers ear (also something that I'm very familiar with). After her ears get wet, I know to put equal parts rubbing alcohol and white vinegar in her ears to dry them out and kill the bacteria. The second the vinegar hit the alcohol and the fumes made their way to my nose, I remember lying with my head on the kitchen table and having this concoction put in my ears... constantly. My mom always kept it in a small brown bottle with a screw on dropper lid and I can still remember the sound that the lid would make hitting the bottle as she was closing it up.
It's amazing to me that my memories are so vivid and it always makes me smile a bit. Those were some really great times. I wonder if it's happening more now because Emily is about the age I was when some of these things happened, or if it's that I've slowed my pace a bit and am taking in more and being in the "now" (which ironically ends up taking me to "then"). Whatever the reason, I'm thankful for the bits of nostalgia, as once again, I'm reminded that time goes by so very quickly. It helps me to slow down and just be "here".
Happy Wednesday!
A
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