I was sitting on my back porch last night while the children were asleep, taking a break from the craziness of life. I settled into my patio chair which was a bit chilly, it sent a sudden shiver up my spine, but quickly disappeared. The November air was cool and smelled of burning hickory. I listened while the winds sent the leaves on their journey to another yard. The sky was extraordinarily dark which made the evening stars appear a bit more spectacular than normal. I took a deep breath filling my lungs with the icy air, it made me feel good, alive; it was almost comforting, I exhaled. So here I am I thought, 35 years of age living the life that I hadn’t planned on living.
Hmmm, it’s a better one.