Irreplaceable

This past weekend was one of those times that cannot be replaced.  It will stay wonderful and special and all of those things because that is what it was.  I could say, "After my wonderful weekend, I was thrown back into work," and that would somehow put a negative spin on it all.  And even though that might be the truth it isn't the reality of how the weekend ended or how I would want anyone to think about it. I won't be thinking of it that way.  Some things stand alone and no matter how you might try to surround them with all the trappings of normal life it will always rise above.
It's a reminder that those special things are all there waiting for you to find them amid the normal trappings and routines.  It's sometimes hidden underneath and pushed to the side and not always visible until you start to remove the clutter.  Don't let the clutter fool you into thinking those special things aren't there for you to find.  You sometimes have to dig in, get your hands dirty, work a little harder to find them.  It will always be worth it.  Then you have more than something special.  You will have something memorable.  And that cannot be replaced.

TT