Memories

I love making memories. In fact, if given the choice between a new “thing” and a new “experience,” I’ll chose the latter every single time.

I suppose the reason for that is simple enough. A “thing” only has luster for a short time. Within a few days, it’s no longer new. Yet an experience is something you carry with you for years…giving you memories and, sometimes, shaping a little part of you forevermore.

Like the time my new blended family went to Branson together–fabulous bonding/fabulous mem...