Eight Years Old

This is my niece Addie. She's eight.

I believe it's important to remember, especially in hard times as we take the roller coaster ride of life, that it goes up, it goes down, and it throws us around. Eventually, it comes back to the start of the ride (if we didn't stupidly jump off in the middle), and we can get on a different ride, a little older and with whiter hair.

Today, while Sara's sister in San Diego may be losing everything she owns except "her partner, and her two kids ... [and] whatever they could fit in into the car", Addie, my kid brother's oldest daughter, got her first ever pair of glasses.

Purple glasses.

Addie is in third grade. She has a sister, Lilly, in kindergarten. They have two white kitties (both shown.)

Addie and Lilly have a good Mommie and Daddy who love them both muchly.

Addie got purple glasses today. A whole new world is opening up. She can see.

Perhaps she'll be less shy in the weeks ahead. But I always loves me my Addie.

Plus, she looks really, really cute in her pajamas, purple glasses, and holding her kitty. I mean, that's like the trifecta of cuteness.

So, we've got that going for us.