I feel a lot has happened this past year. Start with an epic death-defying grand hike with brothers in arms, move on to a bachelor pad of grandiose proportions that robbed me blind, master the art of hand-crafted espresso beverages, slide in to spring with new friends and adventures, inject it with stunning and sometimes surprising visits from the best of old friends, splash in an escape and a move, dice it up with old age and the ending of loved ones, and don't forget to paint the glaze of new emotions of a relationship that is both new and old, beginning and ending and full of expression that can't be held on to long enough, all whilst remembering that good man upstairs that i can't quite seem to be able to meet face to face with.
Life. Breath. I feel the need to breathe deeply.
I think this year took me a little by surprise. It hasn't felt like all that much as it has gone by, but the sum of it all seems quite spectacular. I wonder what it would have looked like if it was walked a little more along the straight and narrow. But it is nearing its end. And there is not much that can be done now but to press on.
I am excited once again for the future and what it has to offer me in its outstretched hands. If i were to sum it up in to a paragraph in a year from now i imagine it to be even more sensational than the one above. Pray for me please. I've started praying again, so you will be spoken for from time to time as well. I promise. And i look forward to holding you in my arms again.
Fallin' apart, and i'm sure, i could stand, on the Great Salt Lake.
