Days of Our Lives

10 Oct

With the TV on, my head down, thoughts to my writing, I heard something familiar.  It was my past.  It was my childhood.  It was lunch at Grandma’s, the smell of fried chicken, and that old gas stove…that hourglass, Macdonald Carey’s voice, timeless and classic.

In a moment, memories rushed through my head.  It was a time of bouffant hair, polyester, and Thursdays at Grandma’s.  This the day my mom and her sisters chose to have lunch there weekly.  We’d gather at the table…Macdonald Carey’s voice supporting the arrival of noon.  I thought of that table and the floor where we’d play.  I saw Guideposts, an old afghan and the rock on the stove.  I heard the women laugh and share their stories of the day.  In a flicker of a moment, I was there…it all came alive.

Memories alive and memories to cherish…as sands through the hourglass, those were some of the days of my life.


5 Responses to “Days of Our Lives”

  1. Lori October 10, 2012 at 6:52 pm #


    This is wonderful, what a tribute to our memories of kindness, love and sharing all taught to us by a true believer.



  2. Paula K October 10, 2012 at 8:05 pm #

    Brings back such wonderful memories and what I’d give to have some of those times back. I miss Grandma so, so much!! Love our special family.

    • Lori October 11, 2012 at 2:36 pm #

      Grandmas lemon tea! Yum!

  3. freedomfollies November 15, 2012 at 6:12 pm #

    Thanks for this!
    I grew up on Days of Our Lives! I used to try to explain to my husband that I had known the good (and bad) folks of Salem longer than almost anyone…they were like family. I still watch it with my mom when I go to visit her. : )

    • May Your Soul Stir November 15, 2012 at 6:30 pm #

      Definitely a classic! It will always be a part of good memories. And thank you!

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