Life Truths

Life Truths

Some of my happiest memories are of childhood S’mores.

Sitting by the campfire on the ocean beach warming myself, barefoot, in a sweatshirt covering my bathing suit; watching the sun disappear over the water framed horizon; toasting a white JetPuff on a driftwood stick, cleaned by the sand and ocean water; watching it brown over the glowing beach-wood coals; laying that warm gooey mess on a bed of milk chocolate; feeling the crunch of the graham cracker in my mouth, the ooze of the melted chocolate, the warmth of that melted pillow of white which squirted and stuck to my fingers, which were then licked clean along with a bit of sand….

Yes, money cannot buy happiness.

But it CAN buy marshmallows, and that IS the same thing.