On Being Home

So there are the past four seasons of my life in short. There is so much more I could have said but I will leave it at that. Now summer is inching closer and closer and a full year has gone by. I wonder how I have changed. For one thing I feel my drive to be someone and do something that makes a difference has come back to me as natural as riding a bike does when you haven’t ridden in awhile. This is why I’m at home, to regroup. I’m cleaning my life out, starting over, closing one door so that another might open. Somehow I feel lost and found all at the same time. I’m holding on yet I’m letting go. I’m coming alive and I’m finding me again, something that was loss right along with my dad (in case you didn’t know, a piece of you dies as well when someone close to you dies). Going back to where I was in phase one helps me see who I will be for the rest of phase two, who knows maybe phase three is just around the corner and there is no telling what it will bring if so…

More than anything it’s time to live in the here and the now.