I walked off the plane in Raleigh and was hit with the humid warm air of the south. Awesome. It's interesting how smells can trigger memories and that smell of that warm air, the feeling of my skin soaking up every bit of moisture, brought back 30 year old memories. The family trip to Florida to see my grandparents in their mobile home in the trailer park. The warm, moist air, being a bit bored, running with my father, going to get orange juice and grapefruits at the Indian River citrus stands, playing cards, watching my grandparents suck down high balls, my grandparents still acting like love bird fools after all those years, my grandmother wrapping up soaps, lotions and, of all things, the shower cap from her most recent hotel stay, my sister and I wearing our shower caps and acting like fools, laughing, eating clams casino, fish chowder, laughing. All those memories felt like a warm holiday hug.
No comments:
Post a Comment