Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂

( “I do not do, say or write something to been seen or heard… I do, say or write something because it needed to be done, said or written…” , no nominations please, just sharing thoughts while exploring life 🙂 )
Not only is it the season of giving, but also the season for memories, not only to share the old but to make new..

As Christmas Day approaches
One contemplates not the day,
But all the years of memories and thoughts
That one, with family and friends, acquired along the way.
Memories filled with sadness, sorrow perhaps
Memories with happiness, joy and without fear,
Memories to bring out the laughter
memories to bring out a tear.
A special day and one to…
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