The window is open on a breezy night

The air fills my lungs, reminding me of the blessing of breath

The wind catches the sound of a train’s distant whistle and I wonder where it is going

A lifetime of wanderlust and wanting to enjoy both the ride and the destination.

Through the Looking Glass

It's hard to believe all that has changed in the 16 years since we started this blog. We have been through the looking glass and back again.

Gains and losses, life gone sideways, starting out on a smooth, newly paved street and ending up in the ditch. But...we pull together, climb out of the ditch, brush the dust from our skirts and keep moving forward.

That we do it together is the key. That we hold each others' heads above water is what's important. That we hold each other back from the abyss...

And live to laugh another day.