Family time

My, oh my, how it flies. I missed a day of writing, but I'm not sure where it went. As the days go by, I'm finding that to be the case more often. I heard someone comment that time flies as we age because all of our memories are crowding around in our head trying to be heard. The more we have, the harder it is to create new ones because the old ones fight us. They try to get us to take a trip down their lane.

Well, I think I'm going to welcome all the new ones and tell the older ones to behave and welcome their new siblings. There will be time enough later to sort out which to keep.