I was at my moms all day today and I made several trips out to my truck. Each time I had to walk over the these bricks that lead to their front door. On one trip, I was hit with a childhood memory. My sister and I used to play hopscotch on these bricks. If you have ever played hopscotch, you know that a smooth surface is preferable. This walkway is far from that. It was a pleasant memory and it filled my heart with warmness and love.
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