what he may remember

Looking back on my own childhood, it's amazing how many things I forget. I scour pictures from my youth, and I conjure an image in my mind, but I realize that I actually remember precious little. It was with this in mind that I decided to pose a question to my six-year-old son.

We're moving in less than a month, and, although our new home is only one mile away, it will be a new neighborhood and a new beginning. I've lived here for eight of my thirty-seven years, but he's lived all six years of his life here. What will he remember? When he thinks of "home" later in life, will he remember this first home or the one into which we are about to move?

My little guy, looking up at me with childlike insight, told me that he would remember growing up here, although he'd forget all the boo-boos along the way. He'd hold onto all the happy memories. That's my boy...