It seems not long ago that I was a carefree little boy, summers stretching endlessly before me spread out in the backyard of my childhood home in Pittsburgh.
I went right back with you, to those endless summers. The years between my late fifties and present (73) are a blur. Was that ten years ago that happened? Twenty? Who knows? I can tell how you work on your writing and love to read what you write. Happy New Year!
Beautifully written. I agree with much of what you wrote, not that you need validation from me. Thanks for sharing this.
Thank you, Craig.🙏
I feel like I can relate with most of your reflections. I look forward to reading more of your writing in 2025. Happy New Year!
Thank you🙏
I went right back with you, to those endless summers. The years between my late fifties and present (73) are a blur. Was that ten years ago that happened? Twenty? Who knows? I can tell how you work on your writing and love to read what you write. Happy New Year!
Thank you Linda. We are always learning and growing. Let’s keep on keepin’ on.🙂