So many things come back this time of the year, for very personal reasons.
None the less, that does not necessarily mean it's bad.
But it makes me more aware and awake.
Looking back is always bittersweet, but if you take the magic from those moments -it will be more than just treasures.
It will be remembered with love.
Maybe life isn't suppose to be a fairytale, but that doesn't make us stop wanting it?