I suppose its a bit of everything. The days themselves are gone . . . the memories are still very much here . . . and the way I see them is ever changing. :)
Hope you are doing well too Kaitlyn! It feels like too long since I’ve seen you post on here.
Summer seems to be a song. Start mid June to fireworks in July and kiss the girls good bye labor day. Yet some you may see again in school but few will remember until they reflect on and old yearbook. Days of wine, roses arrived we are fortunate to have survived the time ticking down to see those come and gone.
What if those days aren’t long gone, but just look different! Wishing you a fulfilling and magical Summer, George! ✨
I suppose its a bit of everything. The days themselves are gone . . . the memories are still very much here . . . and the way I see them is ever changing. :)
Hope you are doing well too Kaitlyn! It feels like too long since I’ve seen you post on here.
A bit of everything indeed. I am, and just did today in fact! :)
Summer seems to be a song. Start mid June to fireworks in July and kiss the girls good bye labor day. Yet some you may see again in school but few will remember until they reflect on and old yearbook. Days of wine, roses arrived we are fortunate to have survived the time ticking down to see those come and gone.
Yes more than just a phase. Now past is a daze.
Sweet memories of childhood and teenage summers!