A memory I am thankful for…

I’m grateful for MEMORY.   That is cheating, I suppose, but our relationships are made of shared memories. Who we are is all we’ve been through, and the memories of these experiences, and who we have experienced these times with.   Favorite memories would be simply time with family.

But one specific memory comes to mind – standing on a beach in Bamburgh, UK with my husband, taking in the vastness of the sand and water with a castle in the back of us.


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