Abigail's Memories of Days gone By

Life is often captured in moments of nostalgia that collide with memories.
When I was around seven or eight my parents bought a station wagon. In my mind’s eye I can still see that old burgundy station wagon with its “new car” smell as we all hopped in to take our first ride to the local state park.
I am and my sibling would vie for a seat on the rear-facing third row seat with lots of laughter. Summer was always a special treat as my parents loaded the station wagon and we headed off adventures.
I am not sure why that old memory bubbled up. But I am glad it did.
Abby