"Owl Babies"

Behind dusty cupboards and broken cobwebs, there is a memory. It's tucked away from sunlight, hidden beneath the shadows. Only the holder knows where to look for it. That is exactly how I ended up finding it, Owl Babies.

My memory happens to be Owl Babies, this is a book that I remember my dad reading to me every night before I went to bed. When I found the old book hidden beneath all the dust I immediately received chills throughout my body. It’s not too often some memories from under the age of 4 come back so when they do, it only seems to be only in little bits. Like the spin of my nightgown, light-up slippers, stuffed animals, and princess nightlights running through my head as I looked at the book. I remembered  my dad carrying me to bed, tucking me in and letting me hear one story. That story for me would always be Owl Babies. The book seemed to be a comfort item for me something that I clung to before I went to bed. Even when my dad wasn't there to tuck me into bed that Owl Babies story was a security blanket I needed to have before going to bed. When I looked at the book I remembered all the memories. The time seems to fade so quickly, but in that moment I suddenly felt 4 again asking for daddy to tuck me in and read to me. It amazing how we can remember some things in such detail that it actually feels like you are there again. I wish to relive this memories and all the memories in my life at some point, whether it may be the good or the bad, a memory is something that we should cling to. Memories make up of who we are and I felt that Owl Babies was a major part of me when I was little.

We look at memories after they happen. Some are sweet and some aren't. Many memories we choose to remember matter to us. The scary part about our lives is our ability to remember the little details. There seem to be little reminders that trigger a memory like a street sign might bring back memories of corner lemonade stands, or maybe a brand of soap reminds someone of warm baths at the beach every summer. Whatever it may be, it is a memory, and it is special to each of us. Take a step back go through the little things in your life and reach towards the little memories and try to trigger the things that make it special.