Day 16

The days of one's life pass so quickly: holidays come and go, blurred by the transience of time. The voices of children fill a home that soon empties as they leave toward their individual destinies. What problems seemed all encompassing one day loose fervor as other concerns come to the fore.

The holidays are times when memories surface. Perhaps it is a particular decoration or the anticipation of a long-awaited visit that triggers them. A smile, reminiscences. Some have gone missing.