In the house we lived where it was mostly just me and my mother for many years, we had jasmine flowers in the garden. I can vividly recall the strong smell that emanated from them at night. The other day, I came across this same smell and it made me think of those days and those memories came rushing back. It was a very simple house, we had our struggles but now that I run my own house, I realise just how difficult it would have been for my mother to run that house on her own. Life was so much simpler for me then....so much ahead of me that I never realised that I should have been cherishing those moments.
Hindsight is 20/20. You cherish those memories now, that's what matters. Sometimes the bitterness in us prevents us from remembering anything at all.
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