Don't know or care if this memory is real. I'm just happy. I was at my roommate's sister's house patial this morning then came back. Her two sons are three and four years. They laughed and ran and played. So much fun and their joy filled me with contentment. I drifted to a time and I don't know how old I was. But I was laughing and having fun. My mom looked clean and not high or drunk. She was playing at a park with me. We were laughing and it was perfect.
I so love this day. His sister laughs when I call them little dudes. I guess I ware the word out.
Boy it was fun. They are adorable. Maybe I should try to remember better times with my mom more. I really never remember ever going to a park until now. I know there has to be more better times too. If there is a God. He/She sure smiled on me today.