Familiar

What are the tastes, sights, and sounds of your childhood? Those things that are familiar to you, even when you meet them in unexpected places? For me it is often the sights and scents of nature - seeing trees or flowers that remind me of my childhood. Sometimes it is something I had almost forgotten - like the handholds carved in the rock at a state park, or the color of gooseberries. 

So many of those things that are familiar to me are that way because they remind me of my family. Trips we have taken or foods that someone loved. I recently chuckled because a family member commented on my Grandpa's love of gooseberry pie. Although Grandpa passed from this life to his eternal one 35 years ago, I can still remember him talking to Grandma about baking a gooseberry pie. 

Those familiar things get passed on to our children - like a pumpkin pie recipe or a love of walks in the woods. Those things that bring us joy or comfort are the things we like to share the most. I hope to remember to look for the familiar things, the comforting things, in my daily life, and not wait for a holiday or special occasion to share them with those I love.



This post is in response to Kate's prompt of the week: familiar. To learn more about the Five minute Friday group, and how to join in the fun, hop on over to Kate's blog.