There’s a place in West Michigan where I go as often as I can. Aside from the beauty there are the years of memories tied to this place. This year I visited four times with my kids, each time making new memories I won’t forget.
The path pictured leads to one of those places where I can stand and think back over the years. In my mind I can picture who I was with and it’s bittersweet to think about sometimes. Time changes things but the memories remain. I can go back and remember years past but more importantly I can make new memories that one day will be those bittersweet moments I remember.