The things you remember …

How does something that happened 50 years ago flash into your mind and appear like it was just yesterday? But there it was – my Mom holding me in her lap, rocking me while I battled a nasty case of the measles. And here I was – lying in bed with my Mom – holding her while she fights her own battle. I asked her if she remembered that rocking chair and that day. She squeezed my hand and smiled.