Sweet Memories

We spent this last weekend at our cabin in the mountains, it was Foster's first trip and he aboslutely loved it. He wanted to spend every minute outside (can you blame him). I have been going to our family cabin in Stonewall, Colorado since I was born, it is such a special place full of sweet memories. The views of the snow capped mountains are breath taking and the smell of the crisp clean air makes you want to never leave. I honestly think I could spend a life time there and never tire of it;
Everytime I visit I am reminded of the precious time spent with my Memarj and Papa. My Memarj always cooked huge meals with tons of desserts and my papa took me fishing early in the mornings and again in the afternoons. I have so many cherished memories with them that I can't even begin to touch the surface. Although my Papa has gone, I never step foot into the cabin without thinking of him. Thankfully, my Memarj (at 87) continues to make every trip and each journey is filled with more and more memories.
This past weekend as I lyed upstairs in bed I couldn't help but think of how at this very moment Foster is creating priceless memories with his Meme and Pops and how he too one day would look back and think about the sweet, sweet time he had at the cabin with both of them.
So to Memarj and Papa and My Mom and Dad (a.k.a. Meme and Pops) Thanks for the incredible memories at the cabin and the many more to come. I love you!