Maybe there is something to it. To be honest, with age, I find myself missing "the good ol days" and the people no longer around. This morning, I was in deep thought about my Brother. I have been blessed ...cursed??LOL... with a freakish memory of events. Don't ask me about a sentence I studied 2 minutes ago for an Exam but I can recall stuff as far back as 1970, when I was THREE. I have MANY very vivid mem ories of passed love ones that I swear get clearer with age. It stops me in my tracks when I think back about something and then it hits.......It was something that happened 45 years ago. I have always said that ME getting older does not bother me. It's good / past times getting so far in the rear view mirror that freaks me out. LOL I'm rambling!! Getting to the point. It all hits me out of the blue, often. It might make me smile but it also might put me in the tank.
