Today marks another milestone. Eighteen years since my life took a turn down a dark and scary road. A rather bumping road interspersed with joy and sorrow, light and dark and some "pastel" moments, but I was always moving forward. "Life is a highway." (I always liked that song.)
So today I acknowledge the passing of time. We learn to live and grow not to dwell in the past. Take the hurt out, dust it off and grieve for what could have been but, only for a little while.
Sit in the sun and savour the sweet memories. Gently put that compartment of my mind away and close the door.
We are not what life dishes out to us but the soup we make of it.
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