The campfire. The tribe meeting. The gathering place.
Blankets, warm dancing flames and the smell of burning cedar.
It's the intersection point - the connection - of past and future...
It's the way we enjoy a diamond sky, and the encroaching darkness.
So many years of tradition. So many stories.
Get close... Tell them stories of bravery. Stories of your childhood. Stories of laughter. Stories of when you first fell in love. Stories your grandfather used to tell you. And the ones his father told him. Tell them how one day, they, too, will grow bigger and even more beautiful. And how you want nothing more than happiness for them. Remember together the moments you've shared - the good, the bad and the ugly. Let the words spoken here give healing to the moments left undone. Speak with hugs and giggles and s'mores. Everything is better with s'mores.