When we are young, we have no choice. Our imagination is all that we have. There is no past. There is nothing to reminisce. There is nothing to morn. There is nothing to hold on to. But soon, without counsel, we are nudged forward. Forward into experience. Into discovery. Hope. Love. Loss. And all those... Continue Reading →
The Million Dollar View – The Relationship Between Distance and Gratitude
I think the feeling of something ending is a profound one and one we don't necessarily have a good sense to detect - unless the circumstances are obvious and in the forefront.