Memories are always special. Sometimes we laugh by remembering the days we cried, and we cry by remembering days we laughed. That is life!!!!

 “It was one of those bitter mornings when the whole of nature is shiny, brittle, and hard, like crystal. The trees, decked out in frost, seem to have sweated ice; the earth resounds beneath one's feet; the tiniest sounds carry a long way in the dry air; the blue sky is bright as a mirror, and the sun moves through space in icy brilliance, casting on the frozen world rays which bestow no warmth upon anything.”

― Guy de Maupassant, Bel-Ami