Happy thoughts of my childhood today.
Going to grandma's house, laughing and playing. Snacking on chips, candy, cookies ... pretty much whatever my brother and I wanted (afterall, we were at Grandma and Pa's house).
And eating Windmill Cookies!
Geez, I cannot remember the last time I ate one.
While working with a family today, I was offered a Windmill cookie (that project story to follow later this week).
It was amazing. All I could think about was my Grandma and how much fun I had with her. The games we would play, stories she shared, the cookies she baked and all the time spent at her and Pa's home.
Eating that windmill cookie today brought back so many wonderful memories. I find it very interesting how a cookie can trigger such feelings.
My grandma passed away 5 years ago on Christmas evening. Perhaps with the holiday approaching, I am remembering her. I just find it quite interesting to eat that windmill cookie today.
I am thankful my boys have a very close relationship with my mom. I wonder what they will remember about their grandma when they are 38 years old.
What memory do you have about your grandma?