I'm here at work with some empty time on my hands and thought I would express some feelings I am having at this time. I feel the hands of Autumn reaching out. I love the warm months and prefer them, yet there is something about fall that always takes me back to my youth. I can't ever put a finger on exactly what that feeling is. It is a good feel. Maybe it is the thoughts of the holidays of my youth. One of my first thoughts is of Halloweens. My dad and mom were the best at making some great costumes out of anything we had at home. I remember one time going to Grandma Sowerby's house and she didn't recognize my dad in his costume and told him her was a little too big to be out trick-or-treating. Thanksgiving dinners gathered with the Sowerby's are other wonderful times to remember. There was the aunts, uncles and all the cousins to make it such a day to look forward to. Not to mention the tons of delicious food! Then the thoughts drift to Christmas' at Grandma Sowerby's house with her silver tree. I think of My Grandpa Sowerby's emaculate yards and how we kept the leaves raked up. I think he went out every day to keep the leaves cleaned up! I thnk of dinners at grandma's house. She could whip a delicious meal from anything. I had such a close relationship with my grandma especially after grandpa died. I was with her once or twice a week. I so miss her!!! She was always supportive and encouraging to me. She loved for me to bring my kids over. We loved going to the malls in Salt Lake to shop and find a good place to eat. I also gave her perms for years. At times when life gets a little complicated I like to go to those places in my mind of those good and happy times. Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't trade my life with anyone. I am so blessed. I am so thankful for the relationships with family and friends that help to make me a better person. Especially when I see how heroic they face their challenges.