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I woke up at 6:30 this morning (late for me). I was out running by 7. Circled back to my house, stripped off my clothes, and started a load of laundry.
Then I decided to make myself breakfast. So I stood there in my kitchen wearing nothing but a bathrobe and a smile, cooking eggs on my grandma's cast iron skillet. As I sat there looking down at the eggs, I suddenly had a memory come to me. Not exactly a memory, as I know this happened several times...maybe just more of a feeling. I remembered the first house I ever lived in, not in a great neighborhood, though the house itself was pretty nice. I remembered my pink princess room and the laundry chute door that I always imagined was a doorway to another dimension. Outside the backdoor, my mom grew chives in the garden. In the morning, when she would make us eggs, she would send me out there to pull some chives to chop up and sprinkle over the eggs. Such a simple memory but it's making my grown-ass self want to go hug my mom right now. And now I'm planning on planting some chives next year.
Here's to good memories, a good life, and the people who love you. I hope everyone has a lovely day. ❤🦜
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Very sweet, it really did warm my heart
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