There is a story unfolding and I have only to wait a bit longer to welcome it again. I am thankful for all the life everywhere, thankful that I've been able to sense the old in the very familiar, the continuous ebb and flow of this journey. Sometimes I reminisce about things of the near past, how troublesome the world appeared to a few of us. We just had words with us, nothing more. Then I think to myself, get over it, move on, onto new things, don't let that nail of the past keep you from openi
Published on October 23, 2008 13:35