The firelight glows amid the crackling embers and wispy gray smoke fills the cool, damp autumn air. My love hums a familiar ditty about our life together and as I look at the lines growing on his tired, aging face, the sight of a few stray white hairs catch my eye. I would trade it for nothing. Our daughter squeals as the embers glow and crackle. Being older with a toddler is not for the birds, but I would not change an iota of it. It is worth every age line to make a wonderful life of memories for her.
As the day concludes, we cuddle beneath the stars as meteors streak by overhead. This leaves us to ponder where they will go or how far they will travel. Thoughts that will be continued on another day of outdoor memories.