Fade Out

Like a photograph that is very old the life I had before continues to fade a bit with time. The essence is still there. The feelings are there. The memories are there. The faces are still visible but time has stood still there while I move on.

With love and fondness I can hold a photograph close to my heart and now and again tears may fall or the corners of my mouth may curl in a smile.

I can always go back there and visit but I can't stay there for I am still moving forward reaching for the next breath and the next adventure while the memory is frozen in time. The next photographs are forming and then later they too will be remembered and enjoyed. Nothing stays the same and every thing is transient.

We can never go back except in our minds and memories. But we can go forward and begin to create more memories.

No one claims it is easy but it is doable.

Brenda Elliott December 18, 2006 On our wedding anniversary.