waste not a moment

We made the most of Christmas break... because if I only have eighteen summers, then I need to supplement those summers by grabbing each and every minute in between them.  Sometimes I don't.  And sometimes... there is only time to gasp for a single breath between the fun.

We roasted marshmallows, we looked down on the treetops, we gazed at the stars and then, in the quiet, we whispered our goodnights.  We browsed through books, we sang out loud... shared time with family, laughed and we celebrated this life we live.  We wandered paths, found a heart shaped leaf and sailed across lakes... admiring wildlife in the wild and at the zoo.  And we sat in the dark, hands meeting in the larger-than-life bucket of popcorn as stories unfolded before us.  Eyes met in amazement and we chattered away as we watched the previews...

This was one of those weeks, one of those seasons, that will keep me warm after my eighteen summers have passed.  I'll look back and know... that we had it all.