OoooOooo!
I carved my first pumpkin last night, and it brought back such memories. I had forgotten what a fresh pumpkin smelled like. All of a sudden, I was transported back to when my family sat around the island in the kitchen and watched as my Dad did the honors, and carved our family pumpkin. Thinking about it makes me smile.
I’m feeling rather nostalgic today. I’ve been thinking of Halloween’s of the
past, where I went trick-or-treating with friends, or when I went out partying
in college. The antics, the many
costumes, mischief night fun… so many great memories. There are times when I look back and feel like
I really lived. I don’t want to take
those experiences for granted or devalue the things I did. Sometimes I don’t count my experiences
because they doesn’t seem as cool or as bad-ass as something someone else did.
Today, I am grateful.
Grateful for my family and my friends.
For the beauty of fall, and the change of seasons.
Happy Halloween!
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