We flipped through what seemed like a dozen albums. Ones with photos on the front, ones that were embossed, ones that were deemed “coffee table” styled. We were exhausted with the options. We left.
And that’s when we agreed on a trip to C’s. A secret of sorts, we discussed the day, my job, and how I take for granted how wonderful things really are. I get so caught up in the poisons of everyday and of the past, that sometimes I don’t see what is happening all around me. I’m gaining the strength necessary to be even stronger in 2006, for 2005 is quickly leaving us. And I’ll miss it, for it has been one of my best years yet.