Saturday, February 25, 2012

Old Emails

Those were some grand old days, eh?  Walking in the woods, wandering down to the boat, sauntering about town with a good bottle of Brunello on the mind, engaged in witty repartee?

I miss that too.

There's a reason, however, things happen.  There's a reason why I'm on my path chasing my dream, and you're unwinding yours.

There's a reason why my life is falling into place, piece by piece, and why you're wondering where you'll be next year and what you'll be doing.

No doubt both of us will be successful in our choices.  No doubt both of us will be... looking over the river that separates us... and wondering,

Should I?

1 comment:

Cathy said...

Ah, everything happens for a reason indeed. And our choices will always determine where we are going. :)

Cathy@scrub uniforms