I have just spent a lovely week at my home town with my parents and my girls… so many memories and I’m not sure if it makes you feel old (because the memories are so long ago) or young again as you can relive them; but it was nice to once again give my city girls some experiences of my country childhood memories.
not sure why I am feeling all nostalgic? maybe its my age… maybe we all love memories of how it once was…
I feel honoured to have grown up in the country, fresh air, prickles, cow poo and mud; learning to amuse ourselves all day, learning to use our own hands to achieve and learning that if you wanted something – you had to do what was needed to get it!
thankyou for letting me indulge in my memories….
hugs for today