The Sands of Time...

Well, it's that time of year again! We are heading to the beach this upcoming weekend! I am looking forward to the relaxing sounds of the waves and seagulls and the therapeutic effects of salty breezes. A week is never long enough, but I hope to take each second as they come and waste not one of them. Time, although as a friend once observed, doesn't really exist persay, but it's those very special moments that we ingrain into our memory that help us to keep a catalog of sorts of our lives tucked away in our minds. It's those very points that we first remember when we try to recapture a chapter in our lives and then, as a magician tugs and tugs each interconnected different color scarf out of his pocket, we turn page after page of memories attached to those single important points on our life timeline, and within moments, we're their again! My hope is that these special trips and vacations will hold precious areas in our childrens' hearts, so they can bring their memories alive when they decide to dig their toes into the sands of time...