Ramblin's & Recollections

The philosopher says, you can't go home again, yet we try. Of course we know the good old days will never return or be the same again but that doesn't stop the memories of those days gone by. What wonderful things, memories. And how strange it is just how the mind sorts them all out. It seems the wonderful mind likes to remember the good things and tries to block out the bad. Yes, memories are just stored away waiting for that special moment. They are often fleeting, there for a moment and then gone, going back waiting for another chance to pop out. One needs an Indian "Dream Catcher" to hold them in place for others to enjoy. This then is my book of catches. All the memories are not here. There are still some just waiting for that special moment. It may be like the other day while painting my back door, and the brush pauses in mid-air and my daughter asks, "Dad, why are you smiling?" And I reply, "Nothing Hon, nothing at all For a moment, I just went home again."