The Beauty of family.

It is the little moments in life that we should hold so dear.

A journey, after all, neither begins in the instant we set out, nor ends when we have reached our destination once again. It starts much earlier and is really never over, because the never ending memory continues running on inside of us long after we have come to a physical standstill. Indeed, there exists something like a contagion of travel, and the disease is essentially incurable. And this is the beauty of what defines life.

Ryszard Kapuściński -Steven Saki