A sound or song can take you back to a place or time.....some tiny memory way back in your subconscious is brought back to daylight.
Today, I was in the car and a song came on the radio and this 33 year old was immediately a 7 or 8 years old and listening to an Amy Grant record. Yes, I said record. I was in our den, Christmas decorations around, and this record was playing. I played the songs over and over again. I remember getting the tape and listening to it as my Dad drove us to North Carolina for Christmas with my Granny. I played this tape in my cassette player with my little headphones in the middle seat of our van. This song took me back to when I was little and my Dad was here. I can't really describe it....but hearing that song today made me so sad but at the exact same time, made me smile. I love all of my "Dad memories". With each one, I became me....and he was such a big part of that. On the eve of Thanksgiving Day.....I am so very thankful for the tiniest memories I have of my wonderful childhood....and my wonderful Dad!
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