Memories from Home
They start with the hours spent in the Barbie Room
My sister and me running the town
in the midst of a space invasion executed by Isaac
Then we’d hear the ring-a-ling
and fly up the stairs to tell Mom and Dad
the stories of our day over dinner in the doughboy kitchen
There’s also days at Grandma and Grandpa’s
Card games and puzzles with Grandma wrapped in an afghan
or dancing with Grandpa to the hip-swingin’ Santa Clause
and the food was always fantastic
cinnamon rolls, gingersnaps, pizzelles, and sugar cookies
We could never go wrong with Grandma’s cooking
Those were the days of carefree curiosity
Not a doubt in my mind that all birthdays would be spent with family
around a wrapped Velveeta box with candles stuck inside and the perfect eclairs sitting by
My family - we were inseparable
They move on to the late nights spent watching NCIS
My family and me starring at the TV
anxious to see what case the team will get next lead by Gibbs
Then we’d hear the ding dong
and speed up the stairs to grab the Fortune City
quick to return to the show in the spacious yet homey room
There’s also the times spent in the mountains
Board games and s’mores with Rachael and Isaac
or driving to Grand Lake for the world’s best ice cream
and the lazy days were always great
watching movies, doing puzzles, and curling up next to the fire
We would never get bored in the mountains
Those were the days of holding on to every moment
Knowing that soon the fun would end and life would start again
but everything would be okay as long as I have family because
my memories from home are family