The Autumns of my Past
Autumn always has me reminiscing. Maybe it’s the weather. Maybe it’s the sweet smell of wood and BBQs in the air. Maybe it’s sound of children screaming and laughing and playing in the yards around me. Whatever it is, I am reminiscing with Autumn again and boy are these memories special. They make me laugh, they make me cry. Most importantly they remind me of how lucky I really am. I have shared these memories with people and these are thoughts that I will never let rest. These are moments that not even the cruelest villain could take away from me. Most of these Autumn memories involve people that are no longer in my life. That is the part that makes me cry. It’s okay, I am okay because I know that I wouldn’t be here today had it not been for these wonderful people loving and leaving me. These memories are so special and everyone that takes a moment to read my blog is special enough to hear the sweet sorrows and the sweet smiles of the Autumns of my past. So, what does Autumn remind me of?






