Wednesday, October 21, 2009

so much love in Moreland, Idaho.

2 days ago I walked into our pantry and was instantly lost in a whirlwind of cozy, sentimental memories...

As is turns out when you mix the smell of laundry soap, a bag of potatoes and various canned goods it produces this magical concoction that takes me right back to my Gramma and Grampa Coopers house. (that's how we pronounce it.) I stood there taking deep breaths and dreaming about some of the best times of my life.

My gramma and grampa didn't have much but what they did have was nothing less than perfect looking through my eyes as a child. There was always Sunny Delight in the fridge, cough drops in grammas bottom drawer (that we would sneak), our "special" mug that hung on the hook with our name on it that we never got to use, yellow shag carpet that I got to go around and trim the snags, the "twin beds" that always had matching comforters on them, the bread drawer with a never-ending supply of wonder bread, half and half along with white sugar to drown our cream of wheat in, grammas silky nightgowns that she would let us wear to bed, the picture of a little stream surrounded by trees hanging at the end of the hall that would light up, the little wood tractors that grampa made, that shampoo that had a picture of wheat on it (what brand was that anyway?), the hot tub which, let's face it, was practically a full size swimming pool in our eyes, and grampa's special hot cakes that were the size of your plate.

I sure to miss those two.

I hope I never forget how it feels to have grampa nuzzle his whiskery face in my neck or have gramma carefully apply her red lipstick to my lips.

...I guess I'll be sure to keep laundry soap, potatoes and canned goods close at hand.

4 comments:

lindseylikes said...

Thanks for making me cry kate!! I was lost in those memories right along with you! Thanks for helping to keep the memories alive! I love ya!

rachellynn said...

Such a nice cozy read! I wonder what smell will remind the new generation of grandpa and grandma's house. I'm thinking a combination of chocolate chip cookies, lots of mowed achres, and cargal. Mmmmm, home

Kristen said...

I need to go call my grandparents....

The Laing Gang said...

...Gramma's closet full of high heels that were so fun to wear, vanilla ice cream, chairs that could spin round and round, a swamp cooler, Granpa singing "k-k-k-katie"... Ahhhh! I need to go out right now and buy some Downey!!!!! Thanks for the memories!