1989 Throw back

Have you ever found yourself thrown back in time by an item, smell, taste or hearing someone say a phrase a certain way?

Last night I got chucked back to 1989. My wife and I were over at my parent's house. Each week we spend some time there with my brother and his wife to sort the never ending mountain of stuff that my mom and dad accumulated through their lives. While sorting through bins of toys I came accross this.

Ok, not this one exactly, but one like it. All of the sudden I was 8 years old, opening the blister pack on this car. My mind was in a time and place where mom and dad were both healthy and life was good. I snapped out of it and watched my little boys play with the various treasures Shalee and I were unearthing. I am so lucky to have them, my life is wonderful because of my wife and kids.

 I did feel a little bit vulnerable after finding the car, almost like the 8 year old me came back with me and was confused by the whole scene and just wanted to find his parents as soon as possible. It threw me off for the rest of the night. Thankfully, Shalee was very understanding. She has always been amazing, but that has been even more evident through the past five months. So much has fallen to her and she has taken care of it famously.

A lot of progress was made last night. Eight or nine big garbage bags were filled with used up, incomplete or otherwise finished toys. The light at the end of the tunnell for cleaning the house is still dim, but it gets a little closer every day.