822 Days

The 17th of each month marks another month that my best friend is no longer here. But I don't normally look at the 17th as any different as the 16th, or the 18th, or the 2nd or the 28th. They are all days without him. I have learned over the nearly two and half years … Continue reading 822 Days

Time Flies

It seems as that whenever I get together with friends a quick walk down memory lane is in order.  Now with the beauty of Timehop, seeing everything that happened a year ago, two years ago, five years ago provides a memory lane walk everyday.  That can be nostalgic, but also very scary. It isn't just … Continue reading Time Flies