Memories

Today's beautiful moments are tomorrow's beautiful memories.
(The problem lies in transitioning from today to tomorrow.  I always cry at good-byes:  in Uncle Dennis' basement, curbside at the airport, and even on the court at Laramie. I ache for the day when good-byes will be bygones. Good-byes stink.)

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