Today, I miss my mom's "famous" peanut butter cookies-- or at least that's what she calls them. Honestly, I'm not a huge fan of peanut butter cookies in general. It must have been the moment in my life, in which I remember them.
It's just the two of us at home- dad was always away for his Army duties. I was sitting in front of the TV watching Saved by the Bell. Mom was baking cookies and prepping dinner. When the cookies were done, we sat together at the dinner table to enjoy them.
Sometimes I wish that I could revisit my childhood, so that I could cherish our memories more.
