Christmas Memories 2016

Another Christmas draws ever near and memories of Christmas past flood my mind. The warmth of our home this chilly morn and my wife playing the piano in a distant corner of the house create a feeling of contentment difficult to describe. We live, we love, we cherish these times that we can share with loved ones; including those times from the past told in stories in front of the fireplace or on a long walk in the winter's snow. However, someday in the distant future the piano of today will have grown silent and the warmth of the home will have given way to cold ashes or worn timbers. The times of our lives will have been lived and only memories will remain. But what memories they will be if captured by each generation and passed along with loving care. For in the future a different piano will echo its song and new warmth will accompany its refrain as those that we have passed glimpses of our lives to will continue the tradition and we will live on in worn and faded photographs and humorous and revealing tales passed down through the generations.