I stepped out of the ambulance and...

WHAM. I was hit with the smell of the juniper bush I had parked by. It instantly took me back to 1998 and my grandparent's driveway and hot summer afternoons at the pool and early morning walks to the cafe for breakfast and popsicles on the back porch and the peculiar smell of the garage and games of Aggravation and UNO and mandatory nap time and driving the golf cart and always choosing the same movie from the library and binge reading Hank the Cow Dog and always having dessert after dinner and the magic of being a kid and the magic of having those wonderful grandparents to invest in my life and shoot do I miss them. 

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