Memory Retrievers

It seems to me like my kids are constantly triggering memories from my childhood. Sunday, Elliot did something that reminded me of sitting next to James at church when I was little. As usual he wanted to draw. When he was finished, he showed my his picture. He had titled it, "brain world". Everything, trees, rivers, house, road was bubbled and looked like a brain. Suddenly, I was 10 again, and James was drawing another maze. My favorite part of his mazes were always the "brain". He would bubble the path and it would look like a brain. I swear, I could smell the scent that hung in the air at the chapel I grew up in. You probably know the smell, old men, cherrios and dust. However, despite what you may think. I also found myself smiling like I did when I was ten. I certainly don't mind going back to that spot in my life......