As I ponder over the photo of someone long forgotten, I end up realizing that this moment of mine is in a sense a photograph captured in the sands of time!
As I ponder over the photo of someone long forgotten, I end up realizing that this moment of mine is in a sense a photograph captured in the sands of time!
To me these are the kind of stuff heroes are made of!
When moments seem dark and forlorn what is it that changes our lives suddenly to happy and unforgettable ones?