Thursday 20 February 2014

Time Gone


The young man who has just got onto the train is very tall and dressed in a smart business suit. He has returned home from an exciting period of travel and finished his third day at a new job in the City. I know that because I had coffee with my friend Helen, his mother, on Tuesday. I look at this fine young man at the start of his adult life and remember a summer day twenty three years ago when I looked after his big sister while he was born. It was hot and I put the paddling pool on the lawn and she splashed in the sunshine with a baby MasterM. The spotlight of memory, so brilliant and unexpected, burned my heart slightly.

8 comments:

  1. It's just one blink. But thankfully we have memories.

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  2. I think there is something in my eye *wipes away a tear*

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  3. What a lovely memory. It is always amazing how little glimpses into the past can stay buried and then suddenly be prompted to pop back into our memories.

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  4. I want to blow raspberries on plump little tummies........

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  5. I would recognize MasterM in a heart
    beat xo

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  6. What a lovely memeory to have.

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