Age: Around 3 years | Location: Illinois | Memory Type: Mini-Rolling | Memory Mood: Happy
I'm around three years old. Chunky saddle shoes. Homemade clothes. Long hair with ridiculous bangs. I went outside to sit on the porch though I probably shouldn't have. I carry a red plastic margarine bowl filled with yellow smiley cereal and milk. I'm alone. . .unusual as the youngest of a family of seven including adults. It's morning and not too hot, not too cold. As I sit and eat my cereal, I hear wind and birds singing. I look up and see the sun shining through the green leaves of the trees in the yard. It glistens and jumps in front of my eyes. I am mesmerized by the sunlight. And being alone.
