Today I am on the cusp of something new. I can see the future spreading out ahead of me and I can see the past smoldering behind. I cry when I think of how things could have been but smile as I imagine what is yet to be. For all the things I didn’t say or do that I would have liked to, I will have ample opportunity to try anew. Time to make do with what I have learned, keep those I loved in my heart, and be strong.
“Memory is a part of the present, it builds us up inside. It knits our bones to our muscles and keeps our hearts pumping. It is memory that reminds our bodies to work and memory that reminds our spirits to work too. It keeps us who we are.” —Gregory Maguire
And one of these days I am going to take time to cry.
“Ah, no nostalgia hurts as much as nostalgia for things that never existed!” —Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
Image: Kristen Drozdowski, Bixby Bridge, Big Sur, California.