If we were living in those medieval times when most families each had a family crest, those three little french words would be engraved on ours.
Indeed, it’s been a long ride. Just three of us. Here, there, everywhere and now we’re home. Together under one roof. We’re a tripod or rather a three-legged stool, to put it in African terms. Today the youngest of us turned a quarter century old which not only made the rest of us feel terribly old lol but it also made us pause to give thanks for despite the ups and downs of life, we’ve always had each other to lean on and I hope our closeness continues.
I wish him well always and godspeed as he continues his endless pursuit for success and happiness.