As I spent the entire wonderful weekend with my daughter, son-in-law and two of my grandchildren in my hometown, i was reminded of my own childhood with all of its innocence and excitement and fun as I watched the boys play with their friends and with each other, and role play...and imagine. The O.Henry Oaks reunion (my childhood neighborhood) was supposed to be last night but, due to circumstances, it had to be cancelled. No one was looking forward to it more than I. So today, as I was leaving to go home, I decided to take a sentimental journey alone. That journey consisted of a five mile radius that included my childhood homes, my church, my schools and my friends. As I drove through, I lingered at many places, reminiscing of days gone by. I stopped in front of friends houses where I spent time...and I smiled at the memories made there. I lingered at my own childhood homes and smiled as I remembered a loud, growing, loving family and our own memories. I went to my childhood park and I swung on the swings. I stood on the ground where my mothers childhood home used to be and in my mind I saw my granny and grandpa go about their daily chores. I rode by my dads childhood home and remembered a grandmother and uncle that were so dear to me. And then, just like that...it was time to go. Childhood was calling then...the life I have now calls me back. I had to leave it behind. Now I live in SC; my childhood friends live in NC, GA, IL, FL, TX, SD, TN, MD, etc, but for a brief moment in time, we all lived and grew on a small patch of land that was our entire world. A world we lived in, loved in, played in, role played in, imagined in, and came of age in...together. I will forever cherish and hold those memories dear.
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 21:28:38 +0000
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