Day 58 of 365

Such a beautiful day to be down by Quittapahilla Creek.

Day 57 of 365

Craft project.

Day 56 of 365

Racing cars

Day 55 of 365

Kiera came home with these lovely gloves from school She got them from the prize box in her math teachers classroom. Think she's happy?

Day 54 of 365

Had to wait for the train this morning. Molly had fun watching.

Day 53 of 365

chasing memories... That's what I've been doing, and like anything that is just smoke and mirrors, I couldn't catch them. I tried. But what I have come to realize, is that what I was chasing doesn't exist anymore. Things change, people change, and you can't always (if ever) re-capture the past. To be down right honest, I am really sorry I tried.

Once, he was my best friend. I met him at a very rough time in my life, and he got me through it. For years, we talked all.the.time. For hours and hours. There was nothing we couldn't talk about. Nothing that couldn't be shared. As the years passed, we slowly lost touch. He came to my wedding. That's the last time I ever saw him, although I did hear from him one or two times after that.

So, about a year ago, I used the world wide web and found out his contact info. I emailed him. He emailed me back. And then...nothing really...a few emails, one text message, but never knowing if it will be days, weeks, or months before contact is made again.

I thought about it and realized, this isn't what I want. I wanted our friendship back. The friendship that I saw through the rose colored glasses of memory. Hind sight is supposed to be 20/20, but I have found that in my experience, memories get blurred and romanticized until all that remains is the good times. I forgot about the frustration of trying to get a hold of my friend for days, weeks, or months without success. The heartaches and pains I didn't get to discuss with him because he never called back. The joys and success I never got to share because I couldn't find him.

Now here we are two decades later, and the same problems still exist. The edges of frustration were blurred by memories, but now they are back, and I can see clearly again. So, I say goodbye to my friend. I'm letting the memories live in the past where they belong. I am done chasing memories and instead embracing the present.

Day 52 of 365

Hostess cupcake, or knots my hubby tied in rope? lol. The wood grain gives it away.

Day 51 of 365

We did a family cleaning of the playroom today and Kiera took it upon herself to organize the doll house. She did a great job. I just loved this family sitting down to dinner.

Day 50 of 365

Our new family member, Molly's dog from my dad.

Day 49 of 365

Kit got a new sweater and hat made by my co-worker.

Day 48 of 365

Blowing bubbles on a lovely springlike day. The girls were so happy to play outside today. Kiera is already planning when she can start wearing her tank tops...

Day 47 of 365

Gabe got this bird at religious class tonight.

Day 46 of 365

Pretty girl.

Day 45 of 365

Valentine boxes my class made. Mine is the dalmation. I just had to be different, lol.

Day 44 of 365

Ducks at the hotel where my Dad was staying.

Day 43 of 365

Sunset at Hershey Park.

Day 42 of 365

My Valentine box. I'm already for the card exchange on Monday.

Day 41 of 365

Valentine donuts for desert. Yum.

Day 40 of 365

A pretty well near the kids' bus stop.

Day 39 of 365

Heart made from marshmallows from Lucky Charms. Gabe made this with his breakfast.

Day 38 of 365

Day 37 of 365

So sweet and demure. Yeah, right!

Day 36 of 365

Such stunning beauties are my daughters. Sometimes I can hardly believe they are mine, It amazes me that I had a hand in creating something so lovely. I can only hope to capture their grace in pictures.

Day 35 of 365

Whoops! I fell asleep before posting this picture last night.

I made the girls a Valentine book out of the pictures from their photo shoots. SO cute.

I am planning a joint shoot this afternoon. If it goes well, that will be my next picture.

Day 34 of 365

One of the best things about February, cinnamon imperials.

Day 33 of 365

Ice storm = beautiful, but dangerous.

Day 32 of 365

Silly girl playing under the table.