Nostalgia

I love it when people on facebook scan old pictures.  I just spent some time looking at old camp photos from the nineties.  Wow.  Even things that were challenging at the time are sweet memories now.  Things always seem more special in retrospect.  Maybe because we can't go back.  Time moves on and someday these days will be the cherished memories I look back on. 
I also stumbled upon the page of my late uncle, Alan.  Those memories are still healing.  I miss you.

Tonsils Suck

I am so glad that I don't have mine anymore!  Or, more precisely, I will be glad that I don't have tonsils when my throat finally heals.

My love is conditional.