We had visitors here yesterday. Friends of my mom whom I have known my entire life.
I have not seen them since elementary school.
It was neat to be able to show them my home and family.
I'm sure it was neat for them to see me all grown up.
They represent good memories for me. Memories of when my parents were still married and would go over to their house for dinner parties. Memories of playing with their son in the basement. Good memories.
It is nice to have good memories.