I find myself thinking about “the good old days” today. Perhaps because of the horrific events of this weekend. Perhaps I would be thinking these thoughts anyway.
My mind wanders back to a simpler time. A time when everything seemed like fun and amusements were simple. A time when the world had not shown its ugly side. At least, not to a six-year-old child.
I realize that Thomas Wolfe was right: you cannot go home again.
All I can do is try to return the simple to my life now. Cherish what is important to me and ignore the everyday annoyances that seek to steal my serenity.
I think I'll go put on my apron and make biscuits...
Cali
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