In the blink of an eye out children will grow old too. And I'll think: just yesterday they were twenty. Headed for college. Falling in love. Memories will flood behind us, the lake house will no longer be filled to the brim. As quiet as the moment we first walked in- and we'll sit on this hill. Feeling the stillness that exists.

And then we end- we end where we started.

Just us.

All six of us.