“Tradition is not to preserve the ashes, but to pass on the flame.” -Gustav Mahler

I think I love my life so much more because I get to see everything through the eyes of my children. To witness the anticipation, their excitement, and their wonder makes everything so genuine. There are no hidden emotions, just sweet real raw emotions. As we’ve done for the last several years, we threw together a small potluck and bought fireworks for our backyard. There was laughter and there was joy. I’m so grateful for Ken who singlehandedly transformed our jungle of a backyard in under two weeks. There was a whole lot of mulch bought and poured out, weeds that were cut, grass that had to be mowed, and a hell of a lot of power washing that had to be done. I think it’s fair to say, we all think it was well worth the effort. 😉