I watched Toy Story 3 today with my soon-to-be 3 year old grandson. I'm going to admit that I cried at the end when he gave all his toys to another child to take care of. I just felt like I had to blog this and probably write it in my journal too because I don't want to forget how I felt and all the memories flooding my mind.
It wasn't the movie that made me cry, it was the question that entered my mind of when exactly did I let go of that part of my life? At exactly what point in time did it all stop? Then a flood of memories from a lifetime came rushing in to reveal the hills and valleys that have led me to the point where I'm at today.
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