We didn't realize we were making memories,
we just knew we were having fun...
we just knew we were having fun...
Yesterday I was looking for some papers. I had to
go through many boxes with a little of everything accumulated
through the years. For a while I forgot what I was looking
for for a little while I was transported to another place.
I have led an interesting life. Like many not
always easy, but definitely never boring. We all say
we would never change a thing about our lives, but
I'm not sure that is true in all cases. I guess if I
could change something, then another something
or someone would not have happened.
I did not find the documents I was
Looking for, but I relived moments that made me
who I am. I smiled and I shed a few tears, but
the past is not something I dwell on often.
I have many treasured memories of my life in
California. Here are five reasons. My Reba, MacGyver,
Buddy, Lil' Mister and Tiger. My five kitties that
will never forget. When Paul, my first husband died
they flew with me all the way to New Jersey and
within a year to Florida. My first fur babies.
To all a very good day. Going down memory
lane was good, but I no longer live there.
Every time I open the drawer, it's a trip down
Memory Lane, which, if you don't turn off at the
right exit, merges straight into the Masochistic
Nostalgia Highway, and I'm not into that.
Sometimes a short walk down memory lane is
all it takes to appreciate where you are today.
~Nadiya~
