Day 839

This weekend, Lilly and I were joined by three younger members of our ‘pack’ to close our part of the family cabin. Although we missed the rest of our loved ones immensely, those present brought so much joy.

As I sit, with coffee and a panoramic view of the lake, it suddenly occurred to me that all of this is so fleeting.

Those loved ones I am with, for various reasons, flit in and out of my world…leaving my heart filled with happiness until they next appear.

The season is changing. Geese are flying south, the hummingbirds are sparse and the leaves have that hint of color. Autumn is knocking at nature’s door.

My time at this glorious place is coming to an end for another year. I will, once again, place my hand on the cabin’s worn wood, gaze at the water and say farewell until next year. Yes, there will be tears in my eyes.

Everything is fleeting by nature. As a feeling of melancholy started to grip my heart, I stopped and realized that my memories are not fleeting! Those, I take with me as I have for the last fifty years.

Memories are the true, solid gift of life.