Today tears hit my eyes only because I smelled fresh cut grass. Tears almost always happen in that situation. It happened so fast today that it shocked me. You are wondering why this happens. When I was young I spent a lot of time with my grandparents, especially with my mother's. I think all of my cousins had at least one trip on the lawn mower in their front yard. My grandfather liked things done right and the yard had to be done a very specific way. Honestly looking back on it, I am amazed he even allowed us on the mower. He would stand out in the yard and direct us and tell us what we did wrong. But he let us do it and he helped us. He taught me so many things and spent time with all of us when we were there. I was one of the lucky ones who got to spent a good bit of my childhood with him.
So today smelling fresh cut grass sent me back for a moment and reminded me of the gift that I received of quality time. This week has been difficult in so many ways but remembering my grandfather helped me put things in perspective. It is not what we do but that we are there in the time we spend together.
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