The Memories We Make

A year has come and gone. Children have grown a little to be who they will be. Some people's true colors shine through. Most everything stays the same. But It's little changes. Little triumphs that can shape and mold you. Life is peppered with new memories . Ones we are making. Together and by myself with people who have always and now matter.

Our Halloween was happy. We had fun. We are strong. Just the three of us. If your reading this. And you know who you are... Thank you for the confirmation tonight. Keep your comments to the peanut gallery. Threads that are golden don't break easily.