Memories. They allow us to carry the lessons
and experiences of the past into the present...
As always we take it even more relaxing on Sundays.
We asked mom and dad out lunch with us, but they
said not this time. My parents prefer their meals
at home rather than eating out. I keep trying.
I did see them a little yesterday and as always I
came back home with food for a week. I keep trying to
tell them no to cook extra for me, but they alyas do. Arvid
is always amazed at my mom and dad's generosity
and the amount of food I bring back home.
It a chilly start of the day, but it sure is warming up fast.
Treasured memories are like soft melodies, echoing
the beauty of the past in the silence of our hearts...
~Nadiya~
