A quiet moment before the next rush arrives. There is beef in the oven doing what beef does...filling the house with a wonderful aroma. Most of the other staples have been created and await the empty bellies.
It is these moments on this particular day that life starts to flash in front of me like the cellophane windows of a Viewmaster reel. I press the button and one vision quickly changes to another. Some make me smile....some make me sad. The Christmas' past.
Like the rectangular windows in those round paper discs, my visions are still shots. Snippets of moments in time. My memories are like that sometimes...still shots. No words, no actions, just a picture.
I have these frozen frames filed deep in my mind...put away for days like this...times when I need to remember days gone by, people who have left my life, journeys that have ended...for days when I need to remember the good far outweighs the bad.
For there are always the snapshots in my mind to keep me going.