As the inspiring colors of Appalachian autumn drift into etchings of cut-glass frost on winters windows, I am overtaken by a nostalgia deep in my soul. Here, I recall the days of immense joy and unbearable sorrow that life has brought to me.
I think of the soft breath of my newborn child, the harsh emptiness of my mothers tombstone, the giggles of kids in Halloween costumes, a look of sheer delight upon the discovery of a hidden Easter egg, of how quickly time slips by, leaving us breathless.
And winter will bring another blank page, yet to be filled. Yesterday, today, tomorrow…life.