Porthole of Time.
As i step back in time, to those many decades before. Watching myself on the screen, with other family and with friends and neighbours, all enjoying each moment as it comes. I see my memories of yesterday, talking to me via picture, one by one. This woman’s life story has been captured through the years, through happy times of childhood and through those teenage years, slowing moving into adulthood. Such feelings of nostalgia play on, scene by scene through my tv screen. As i recall those wonderful times, those memories of happiness play on continually in my heart. Now, at the age of half a century i am making more memories for myself and my son. As he now approach’s his twenties, he to,has...