I am writing this blog from my desktop computer that has all of my old pictures saved on it. So whenever I am feeling nostalgic, I will open these files and memories will come flooding back. How is it that a place so small and a time so brief can stay with me like this? And the memories of my time there are much clearer than most of my other memories, just like I could step back into them and be right back in sweet little crazy town.. Newark Valley, New York... with it's one stop light and all!
My sister and I were trying to make out way to New York City this day when we had to stop at the end of our driveway to scrap MORE snow off the car. What a cute picture, I think I look much more becoming in the white snow and that awesome little snowflake hat!
Andrew used to love waddling around this park when he was little..
sometimes life's so bittersweet..