Those Were the Days..#1LinerWed

Why the cliche’ title? Because now I am finally old enough to feel this way. I have always cherished memories, but sweet and bittersweet; but the train has finally pulled into the station marked ‘Memory Lane’ for me. So many places, so many friends, so much sweetness. I don’t think of the sorrows for they obstruct my view of the present. As the train rolls down the tracks, these moments slip past the windows in a blur. I long to revisit them but know memories are sweetest when viewed in the rearview mirror of time. I am thankful I’m a ‘photo hoarder’ as I have been called. And I think a few others are as well. They can curse me when I’m gone.. and weep. 📸🎥📼💻

And as much as my mother and sister didn’t like this song, it is the one playing non stop in my head right now. 

Walking my Daddy through eye surgery

My favorite dog.. ever. Cheyenne

This gang. Can you spot my favorite guy here? 

What happens in Costa Rica should stay in Costa Rica!

We met more wild than mild..

Family..

And friends from everywhere we lived..

Foster families from school days

Those shades, bro..

There were warm oatmeal cookies in that bag I have death grip on. I thought they were all mine. Boy, was I mistaken..

Monkey love..

Stepping out of my comfort zone to do a poetry slam

My sis! 

These guys… trying get the attention of the gulls…🤦‍♀️

It’s such a beautiful life…

The Barba Roja gang! 

The moon turns red..

Our buddy Mike, the main reason we chose Costa Rica back then

And this guy. Miss you, Daddy ❤️

Sam..

I am in love with camping and rivers and.. oh yeah, my kids. 

And butterflies!

That time we got tattooed together. You guys da best! 

My butterfly soul screaming to emerge.. at least on Halloween

So many Mardi Gras days..

Wait! Wait.. I only have one banana! 

Birthday buddy for life! 

Dudes, you make me smile.

Never too old to make new friends

The only wedding dress I ever wore. Didn’t like it. It pricked my skin. 

The hair, oh Lord, the hair!

Snack love..

The minuscule magnificence..

Friends who held me up

And shared treasured moments with me

New beginnings are the sweetest..

❤️❤️❤️

A mission trip

Best friends forever

I’m Cheryl. Fly me…🤦‍♀️

Being grandparents

Family gatherings in the time of Covid

All the little bunnies..

Professional friends that support you

Was I ever really six?? That cake was tinted mint green. 

And it was chocolate.😊

Too many treasures, great and small

for me to show you or count them all

I shall go on collecting them though

to leave sweet memories behind

When I go..

Hasta la juego, mi amigos! 

This post courtesy of Linda Hill’s #1LinerWednesday prompt

I do miss my WP slide show option…