Stepping stones

Chapter 1 The end

The winds slowly picks up whispering into the cracks of the house. I am looking out the crisp frosted window watching the trees undressing by the gusts. In the background the blaze from my fire place roars and pops. The ash dusting the floor in front. I turn around and tell my lovely beloved wife. "Christmas is approaching." It is December 17 2025.

She exclaimed "Yes it is honey, a very happy time of year. Especially for Keaton and Westley."

"Shall we go have a nice breakfast with the kids?" I questioned.

"Yes we should..." This is where my life opted to change from the bad moments into the future of happiness. One step at a time throughout all of the stepping stones. We headed out to the car where I walked into memories...