Life has a funny way of making you reflect when you least expect it. It could be something as simple as an advertisement on social media that reminds you of a late relative, or a situation portrayed by actors in a film that sends you back to a similar situation of your own. Even something as simple as a melody heard in a song can transport you to a different point in your life, and you can almost reach out and touch it from how real it all feels. Maybe I just have a powerful imagination, but that’s what happens to me and it happens more often than I’d prefer! Just earlier today, I was helping my son with his homework for school, and he was having trouble with his times tables. As I walked through each set of multiples, we got to the product of twelve times twelve. Reading the number made me think back to almost a decade earlier, when I was helping my wife’s grandfather to clean stuff up around his house. I remember how his condo used an air conditioning system that was smaller than what I’d known in the past, and the air filter used in the central air conditioning unit was measured by the inches at twelve by twelve. It was such a trivial thing to remember – I mean really, what’s so important about remembering an air filter size, aside from knowing it for rotating out air filters at your own home? Well, the memory was unexpected. I didn’t think my brain held onto memories that small, but I was thankful to have it. My dear son never got to meet his great-grandfather, as few people do. Still, even though the memory was little more than asking my grandfather in-law about what his air filter needed to be measured at, I was happy to have one more memory of him.