...are made of this.

I had this clear memory the other day about high school and how fun and easy life was, I may not have always felt that way then but it was, the bus trips, the pranks, so adolescent and yet I can laugh out loud about it even now.
I miss my family, even more so when I hear reports from them or see new photo's of them. It's weird how little things can trigger our memories and some times our emotions.