11:11

I remember the way the sun would shine through the blinds leaving warm spots on the living room carpet. And how the dust would dance and glitter through the stream of light whenever it was stirred. I remember warm spring days with country music flowing from the living room as my grandma stood over the sink belting out the words she knew all too well. I love how off-keyed she sounded but that didn't matter cause you could feel her passion coming through. I remember running through the clouds of baby powder in the bathroom before bed. How it suffocated your breath instantly and will forever remind me of my grandma. I remember slow drives on winter nights as I stared out the window at the snail like tracks of delicate snow drifted behind the truck. And the country music again. Always the country music. I remember laying in the back seats of vehicles on the ride home from the grocery store or where-ever we were and memorizing the skyline. The tree's, the power lines, the tops of building and trying my hardest to figure out where I was without looking. I remember clearing off the kitchen counters so there was the most room possible to make homemade cinnamon buns. How I was more of a pain then an assistant but my mom let me help anyways. The smell of sweet yeast and savory spice. I remember playing under the willow trees on summer days. Days so beautiful that all you wanted to do was lay on the grass and listen to the way the wind played it's melody through each and every leaf. Or maybe by chance just watch the clouds float by on as you felt on top of the world on a hill that now seems to have shrunk by at least half. I remember days at the playground where if we swung high enough we felt like if we reached up we would be able to touch the tree branches. And if that wasn't close enough then we would all climb up our tree and just hang out and waste away our days. I remember trips to the Little Ice Cream and Soda Shop and how I had to stand on the steps just to see into the cases. How I'd look at every flavour one by one even though I knew them all by heart and would just choose the same thing every time. I remember how all those felt but I just can't feel them anymore so at 11:11, that's what I'll wish for.