Memories on mirrors..

The mirror on the back of my closet door is now completely covered with smiling faces, beautiful places and tickets from many, many good days. The mementoes now crowd into the already thin mirror, but they're a big, open scrapbook I can now look at every day.

I've got a list of things to take care of before my move to Dublin that I think I'll put up next to the mirror. Both reminders of what's to come after the holiday season- one more pleasant, the other dull and stressful. Life needs balance.