Moments in time.

It doesn't feel like winter tonight, the air barely bites at my skin. The smell of rain lingers in through my bedroom window and sends me back in time, to a place much different than here.
When I was a child, I always loved the smell after it rained. I would go outside and pretend to be in a different world, somewhere happy and magical, somewhere I had never been before. The sun would be setting over the mountains, a light breeze would send the smell of the wet ground deep into my nostrils and I would soar through the front yard, arms stretched out wide, flying through time. I was a bird, flying and existing somewhere that only existed in my mind. I was as content as any child could be. I was free.
It's sad that we can't go back in time and relive the moments that are priceless. Moments that mean so much to us now, but at the time were normal. Little moments, like walking in through the front door on a cold winter day only to find your grandma in the kitchen making a delicious dinner, a smile on her face as she peeled potatoes and sang old church hymnals to herself. And you cant remember anything about that day, other than your grandma and the way her smile radiated sunshine brighter than any summer day ever could have. The smell of her perfume as she reached down to give you a taste of her homemade gravy, and the comfort you felt inside knowing you were completely at home with her.
It was moments like those that molded and shaped us into who are today. They made us who we are, and they will always be with us, no matter how many more days we pile on top of them. I guess it's easy to say that we probably are making moments like that all of the time, we just don't know it. Getting caught up in the moment is really easy. Forgetting who we are, and why we are here is something we get too familiar with. We act on impulse, react instead of reply, and then those "moments" we make are not good, but bad. If there was a way for us to just remember all of this, maybe we could live life a little easier and start making good moments so that in time we will have good memories, and not so many bad ones anymore. But no matter how hard we try there will always be some bad moments, no matter what. And that's okay, because the bad moments mold us as well. Every little life experience we go through is constantly changing us and turning us into something different and unique.