Changes. Life is a series of changes. Young people adapt to those changes a lot more easily than we who are older. Here in Arkansas, change is all around me as green pastures and trees are bulldozed in favor of houses, apartments, or shopping centers. I admit I don’t happily adjust to changes like this.
Change occurs. When it moves in the right direction, it is good. Nature changes with each season. Towns change. So do people. We don’t remain the same. And, if ever there was a mobile society, it’s this one. However, nobody ever said that we have to leave the wonderful, warm, solid-rock memories of the past behind us. We can take them with us, keep them in our hearts, and sometimes, on a sunny autumn day, we can venture back for a moment, and remember.
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