This morning I drove by my kid's elementary school (kinda hard not to as I live across the street) and I saw a group of moms gathered talking in the parking lot. Immediately, I recognized the familiar "after drop off" congregation. Instantly, I found myself traveling back in time fifteen years or so in those brief seconds before I actually turned in my driveway. I smiled, and had to stop the reflex of my hand from leaving the steering wheel to wave to them.
I knew them.
Oh, this goes straight to the heart.
ReplyDeleteA time traveling slice. It's fun to remember those times. How fast they fade, but we wouldn't have it any other way.
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