This past weekend was the birthday of someone dear from the past. I wasn’t able to say happy birthday to the person. I woke up anticipating this birthday. I so wanted to say happy birthday but…something stopped me at the last moment. It was meant to be. And, yes, I realized that this was a time when it was best not to dwell in the past.
The present is a thankful place. Oh yes.
I do, however, have the itch to visit my favourite neighbours to the south – oh, I miss you Americans! Portland? Seattle? CA? Yes, please, please, please.