Parking Party

A neighbor had a birthday party for his daughter in our parking niche. He didn’t ask to use it nor did he even bother to invite us. Initially it really irritated me. Then I watched the children playing and laughing and eating cake and singing Happy Birthday.

Some parents, hopefully, took fotos because it pleases me to think that years from now a grown up little girl will look at her childhood fotos and see those with our parking niche as the stage.

How lovely to be part of someone’s childhood memories.

Your childhood follows you wherever you go.

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