An Ocean Of Memories

I like to think all my memories are floating…some separate…some combined… in an every-deepening ocean…somewhere in the recesses of my mind. Sometimes as I walk along the shore when sparked by a feel, a taste, a smell…or something I might see…a memory will ride a wave and splash all over me. Sometimes I scoop up a handful of memories…just to quench my thirst…. Sometimes I'll wade in slowly…other times…head first. Yesterday while driving our two eldest grandson's to the airport… (they're off to visit their Texas family) once we set out on the road…a wave splashed over me. It was the four of us one summer in North Carolina when they visited for a couple weeks…to spend some time with Deborah and I… and enjoy those Blue Ridge Mountain peaks. MC Hammer's song ‘U Can't Touch This' was big that summer…this was the first wave to him by chance…I remember the four of us turning up the volume as around the house we danced. And here is one of the benefits of having an ocean of memories that over the years are allowed to float free….because in my memory I'm a much better dancer than I am in reality. Another benefit of having an ocean of memories is how other memories follow that first wave and always make me smile… as I found myself, while driving, also swimming in them for a while. We said goodbye to our grandsons at the airport… hoping they'll have memories to add to their oceans… memories they'll never forget… for me the drive back home was a pleasant one… you see…I hadn't finished swimming yet.