Down Memory Lane.

Pulled out some very old letters and cards and the such tonight...it's an odd thing taking a look back at memory lane, when you're wondering still what tomorrow may bring.

But still, I breathe. And still, I am grateful. Always.

This is me, oh maybe about 2 or so...barefoot, and screeching with the delight of free spirit and insatiable exploration...

Some things never change, our true heart is always the same...