Today I found a recipe for Bisquick Coffee Cake.  I used to make this all the time.  It was on the back of the box and so easy.  I have checked every box of Bisquick for years and the recipe wasn’t there… but today I found it online.

It was just like a remember it.  It’s amazing how tasting something that you haven’t tasted in years can flood your brain with memories.  I remembered my little kitchen in the trailer that I had when the kids were babies.  Then I thought about them as babies.  I can still hear the sounds if Sesame Street floating through from the living room to the kitchen.  Such happy thoughts, but also sad.

I read once that each time you leave after spending time with a child, it’s like you will never meet them again.  Because the next time you see them they will have grown and changed.  That is how memory works. I love my awesome grown kids, but I miss the little people that they used to be.  We will see my great-niece this summer, but she will have grown and changed so much since last fall, it will be a new meeting.  A new discovery of the wonderful new person she is after almost a year away.

But for now, I’m off.  I am going to enjoy my coffee cake and my memories for just a bit.  I might even pull out a photo album….