Halloween of Years Past

As an adult years go by, become a group of years, often all of them about the same. But to a child every year stands alone, not one is the same as the next. Each is important as a mile stone.
So here it was Halloween and my daughter had a broken wrist with a cast on it, for ten days. After school I took her to have the cast removed. The clinic was an hour away. The cast was taken off and then she was told she would be getting a fresh cast since the swelling was gone. I knew nothing about broken bones then, I too had thought the cast would stay off. So the cast making crew came in, did their thing, and we drove home.
She'd had plans to go trick-or-treating with her group. By the time we returned, it was late, her sister was home with her loot, Halloween was over and done with.
She was so very disappointed to have missed out on the fun of that day. And there is really no way to make up a day like this, ever.