My husband pointed out to me that this post doesn't technically relate to adventures in Syria, but I thought I'd share anyway.
Jerry Seinfeld says that when you’re a kid, your ultimate goal in life is to get candy. I agree completely.
When I was 13, my family went on a vacation to
At one point, we took a ferry between two cities. We got to sit on movie-theater style seats with a nice view over the water. It was a fun adventure for us young ones. I remember seeing the treasured peanut butter Twix stowed safely underneath my dad’s seat, thinking again how good they tasted, and wondering when we’d get to have another one.
When we got off the ferry, to my horror, the box of Twix was nowhere to be found. My dad had left it under his seat on the ferry. All those Twix, gone forever.
I still mourn the loss of those Twix. I don’t know that it’s something I’ll ever entirely get over. No matter how many Twix I can buy with my own money now, it’s just not the same.