Three years ago today, I got to the end of my rope. I didn't know if I could go on anymore, but I wasn't ready to quit. That day was the beginning of a new era, and though there has been quite a lot of water under the bridge since then, I'm profoundly grateful for the opportunity to sunset certain aspects of my life so I could see the dawning of a new era.
I never imagined that I'd have walked over 4100 miles. In fact, the thought never really even crossed my mind that I could or I should. That day, three years ago is part of the pathway that led me to where I am today. There are a few miles of that path that I wouldn't relish re-trodding, but I learned from them all and it's been an adventure.
Perhaps that's why I seem drawn to sunrises and sunsets. I've seen my fair share of these, and you can never get one without the other.
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| Sunrise over the Jefferson Building of the Library of Congress |
This is the vista that started the day for me.
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| Sunset over the Anacostia River |
This is the vista that ended it. I'm grateful to have experienced both and all that life had to offer in between them.
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