I've always been a nostalgic person. I just see such great comfort, joy, and security in reflection. I think sometimes we get so caught up in worrying about the future, that we quickly forget how many beautiful moments God has already blessed us with. Cue the idea for my new blog series. From now on (hopefully) I will be documenting one memory from my past that warms my little heart. Hopefully you will enjoy, and double hopefully you will share a special memory from YOUR life each Monday! It'll be fun, yeah? LET'S GET THIS PARTY STARTED! (there's a memory already. CHS class of 07, anyone? Anyone?)
Simple but sweet: Every Tuesday night when I was a wee little thing, my aunt would come over to our house. Sometimes she would carry in a laundry basket, and sometimes my dad would make a Roseanne joke. Ok, not sometimes, always. My mom would pop the popcorn and distribute the sodas. We would gather in the living room snuggled in blankies because my mom loved having the doors open. Weirdo. We would watch Trauma Life in the ER and during the commercial breaks we would have ugly face making competitions (which is probably why I am such a pro). During my annoying stage I would practice dances for them. So lovely. :)
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