This weekend was a weekend of catching up with friends and getting small projects done. There was more friend than work time, which is a good thing. On Sunday, I had a good four hours of fellowship with one particular friend. The conversation made me reminisce about my childhood. We all have our different upbringings. Mine was one that involved simplicity.
Good times involved talking, food, family, friends, dancing, and straightening hair. My cousin and I would laugh as her mom and our neighbor danced together. They danced right in the small space between the kitchen and the living room of my grandmother's small apartment in the projects.
These were the moments that we wished would last forever. Although we didn't have much, there was so much community there. The neighbors took care of each other when they were running low on items like sugar, flour, and cooking oil. As kids, you knew not to disrespect adults, or behave too wildly. Why? Your mother and grandmother would find out for sure.
Send me a line telling me about the simple, functional, grace-filled things that you did as a kid.