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You never have to say "Good~Bye" |
| (Did you know that the Koyukon Athabasean Alaskan Native language has no word for 'good~bye'? Maybe this is how we should all be.... and never say good~bye.... only 'see you later'.)
------------------------------------------------- The memories in our lives are like
all the colorful leaves that float slowly to the ground, sometimes swirling around and around in our mind as it falls. Sometimes the winds of time lift fallen leaves and send them swirling around again and we remember past memories viewing the colors that time has faded. When we get older we can look back at the memories as a pile of leaves and think about how much fun and heartache we had. Or we could just jump in and have a grand time tossing them into the air for the wind to slowly swirl to the ground again and make a pile for another day. BK |