The way something so routinary can ignite so many memories... Images of wonderful, loving, vivid moments flash through the chain of thoughts in microseconds, leading from one memory to the next... Making sense of why this pulls the emotions that it does. I can even hear our laughter, which was plenty, and my own thoughts at the time - peaceful and grateful while I observed and absorbed what life had brought my way, what we had built from the chances. This house isn’t connected to those memories at all, but the appreciation of the light, of the little things, is. The mind has its own timing, and this weekend seems to be it 💜 View quoted note →