By the bridge

This is our sixth year by this bridge. It has seen our family grow from two to four, it has seen us grow from carefree young adults into parents with responsibilities. Lately, I have been crossing the bridge to go to the other side. Because Sr lives there. That is what the other side of the bridge always reminds me of, Sr.

It's a bit cold and very grey. I am glad we walked past the bridge, as we always do during our walks, but I am happier for the warmth of home.