I had homemade pizza bread, blackberries and watermelon these past few days and forgotten memories of long ago came rushing back. Pizza bread has always been one of my favorite childhood foods. Whenever I would have friends over or even when I would have a lazy family day somehow pizza break would be involved. A few days ago when I made myself a pizza bread with french bread, pizza sauce and cheese, I remember my mom in the kitchen making pizza bread for us children. She would always make some Filipino dish for the adults, us children wouldn't touch it because it had the "yucky" vegetables in it, so pizza bread it was. What I wouldn't give to see my mom in the kitchen making pizza bread right now. I miss her so much.
Yeah...memories. I think they are the best souvenirs of life. Something you'll [hopefully] always have.
"Memory is a way of holding onto the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose."-From the television show The Wonder Years