It reminded me of two young girls I met at a playground in Scotland 5 years ago. They led me to a creek where they caught tadpoles and yelled at boys on the opposite side. One of the girls reminded me so much of my sister Amanda, with her dark brown eyes and hair, and it made me miss my family. The time I spent with them is the most vivid memory I have of the trip. I think it is because I slowed down and saw things through their eyes, with all the time in the world.
They gave me their addresses and told me to write to them on their birthdays but I haven't.
