Our small back porch, a gathering place for just the two of us!
Morning coffee together, reading, music, sometime lunches, simple everyday conversation.
But Saturday mornings on our porch, in the fall, are so special.
We can hear the cheers and yells coming from the many soccer fields near our home.
Shh…!
Listen.
Remember.
The oh so many joyful times, years and years ago, when our son, our only child, played soccer.
Jimmy loved to play, he was quite good, and we were so proud, loving every minute.
We can’t forget those days, those never to return days.
Recently, I talked to Jimmy about those times. He remembers it all, the smell of the grass, the cheers, the concession stand, run by the parents, and even riding his bike up to see games he was not playing.
Our small porch was crooked again this year, no money for repairs.
No matter, I added some colorful pillows, some plants, no one cared about the crooked floor!
It is our beautiful gathering space to be together, to remember, to be thankful for memories.
Blessings and love to all this weekend.
Remember.