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Archive: March 25th, 2008

March 25, 2008: Beginnings…Spring

  Spring.  My favorite time of the year.  I am always full of energy.  A renewal of sorts.  The weather warms up.  The flowers start to bloom.  The trees start to bud.  Everything is fresh.  Nature seems to sing a new song.  Putting winter behind us.  Packing away the snowy thoughts, the chilly wind, and the icy streets.  I love spring.

  It has been a long few days.  I can feel the tempo building.  I can sense that a wave is approaching.  A good wave.  The wave that takes us to the next step in all of this. 

  It seems like it has been forever since we moved out of Ashcreek.  It has been about three months ago.  Perhaps a bit longer than that.  It was a rush move.  For those who read the blog, it seemed to all happen in a week or two.  I made up my mind and said "let’s do it".  Throwing caution to the wind – we moved out without any thoughts to where we were going.  I needed a change.  I was tired of not seeing the weather, the storm clouds, the lightning in the sky, the snow blowing through the fields, the sunrises, the sunsets.  I needed to feel the wind in my hair again.  I needed a change.  I needed a new view. 

  Living at Ashcreek was the best.  I don’t think our family has EVER had so many get togethers.  I don’t think we have had that much fun since we were children.  Just being able to have a space to have parties, celebrate holidays, hang out – made it all worthwhile.  Hopefully we will be able to have get togethers again, soon.  Just need to build a house!  The day will come – it is approaching.

  But, for now, we wait.  I believe the time is near though.  I think we are coming to the end of this chapter of the book.  I can hear the music playing.  I can hear the song in the air.  A dream is coming true.  A dream for my mother.  A dream for me.  A dream for my family.  It has been an incredible journey to this point.  The Christmas Day story is something you might read in a Reader’s Digest Magazine.  How do things like that happen?  How do we sense something.  There is purpose in everything.  I believe there is a creator.  Something that drives us.  Something drove me to go to the farm, early on Christmas Morning.  I don’t believe in chance encounters.  I do believe in fate.  I only have to look back at the last three or four years to know that fate is real.  Tangible. 

  Some things in life can’t be explained.  Some things in life don’t need to be explained.  Some things in life you just act upon purely by faith.