As the end of my first month here creeps up on me, I've found myself pondering how fast time can go.  There is no stopping it, no containing it, and no hindering it.  As I ride this train of thought, it seems that I am a proud owner of a ticket which has a final destination of a time long past.  It occurs to me now, that as the years race by the window in my head, that the memories which shine the brightest aren't ones of items or material gifts, but ones of times.  Times spent with loved ones, times which will always belong to us who shared them.  They are un-breakable, un-damagable, and un-fogettable. ....  click on the link above to read more