Recently I attended a fund raising event with my daughter, something that I really enjoy. This particular event provides help and support for families in crisis and that cause is always very close to our hearts.
As we sat at the table, the band began to play an old song from the 80's. My daughter instantly smiled and began to tell the woman next to her a story from when she was young and still at home.
"This reminds me of the little plays we used to put on" she began to explain. "We lived in a small house with a big front porch and all the kids in the neighborhood used to come to our house to play. My mom worked downtown at the time and she used to take the bus to work. We would wait for her to come walking down the street and then all sing and dance to give her a grand welcome home."
I had forgotten all about that and now 30 years later here she was sharing that beautiful story of a precious time in our lives. Those were true performances of the love that we shared as a family and it makes me so very grateful for all that we have.