A Memory That Returns

Grief often arrives in waves rather than a steady tide — sudden, sometimes overwhelming, and then, eventually, receding again. You may cry hard on an ordinary Tuesday for no clear reason, and feel strangely fine the next day.

Describe a memory that keeps coming back to you lately — one small moment, sound, smell, or ordinary detail.

In the journal this prompt has 10 lines. Here, take as many as you need.