We’re taking a journey to the past
Who we were back then
The cache of moments revealing treasures hidden away
Tiny Instances and minor flashpoints of lives in one place
and Halloween’s candy treats
Snow days bundled up- oh those rosy cheeks!
Summer days, freedom days, no shirts and bare running feet
The world looked greener then, full of promise
The present is a place of demarcation
The time when the bond of bygone times bears fruit for the future
We stand together at the precipice, hearts pulsing
All systems go for the epic Act III
Day 24. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so conscious of time as I have this week. Shortly, this house will be a part of our past. The boys will go together to their own place and I with my beloved. Honestly, it is very exciting, despite the work of packing up and getting rid of things.