where memories linger

My brother Aaron swung me high and hard Toward tops of trees, until I almost flew Into the blue of sky above our yard. I peaked, then roller-coasted down and through My squeals that sprinkled on the distant ground. I tilted, lurched, then fought to grab the rope And stop my fall. The tire spun around With wild abandon. I could only hope That…

forgotten

      /> if only these walls could talk

a look back

                                          “Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.” ― Søren Kierkegaard some old photos from the past I make mistakes I break all the rules  I have to remind myself that it’s a process as I continue this practice…

lucky number…

  13! Here’s to the bright New Year, and a fond farewell to the old; here’s to the things that are yet to come, and to the memories that we hold. ~Author unknown

so soon?

How did it get so late so soon? It’s night before it’s afternoon. December is here before it’s June. My goodness how the time has flewn. How did it get so late so soon? ~Dr. Seuss