Moment #3 Bird Picture

      My story starts in Alberta. I had moved there about twenty years ago because I had found a great job.  After twenty years I was starting to miss Vancouver, where I grew up, so I decided to retire and move back.

     When I returned I felt a wave of nostalgia, remembering the great times I had there as a boy. I remember playing on the jungle gyms as child, I could almost feel the sand in my shoes. I remember my hobby as a teenager, making and selling different decorations. I had nothing but great memories.

     I went to an open house I had read about in the newspaper. When I arrived, I saw the house and fell in love with it. The outside had a beautiful garden and porch. I entered and was greeted by a nice couple. They had two children and seemed like a delightful family. I started looking around the house. I thought it was so nice and with only seeing one out of the three floors, I was ready to buy it.

     I then began to walk upstairs to see the bedrooms. As I was ascending the stairs, the most amazing thing happened. I looked up and saw, hanging from the ceiling, one of the decorations I had made when I was young. It was a wire with birds hanging off of it, similar to a children's mobile. Time stopped as I pulled the bottom to make the birds fly.

     I could smell the familiar aromas of my mother making supper. I could hear my younger siblings fighting over toys and I could feel  the wire I was bending as I was making the decorations.

     I was very curious, so I asked the couple who owned the house where they had gotten the decoration. The women told me it was a present from her father. The women then told me she loved it and that she thought it was beautiful. I felt a sense of accomplishment among many other emotions. I smiled and continued my tour of the home.