I come to this point in life with joy. I have loved and been loved. I have laughed and cried. I’ve given in to my whims. I’ve experienced passion that takes your breath away, and faced what I thought would be my death with my breath caught in my throat.
I’ve been kissed while standing on the bank of the Nile River and mourned the death of my mother at the Ohio Riverside. I’ve given thanks inside Stonehenge, marveled at Giverny, hiked the Guatemalan jungle and sang “Amazing Grace” in Muir Woods. I’ve lived some dreams, put some aside, and made some new ones.