transitioned into the third trimester of my life.
I feel the pangs of age and the joy of wisdom,
wisdom which now enhances this stage, my life.
I would not travel through time to change one thing,
each moment, each trial, each joy and each tear
has shaped this moment I'm in now. I might not
have enjoyed the pleasure of knowing you otherwise.
What was or used to be no longer exist;
merely a residue of memory contains those
episodes of my exsistence. How I've been changed
and live now matters.
"When I think of how life used to be" I am thankful,
thankful for this opportunity to write these simple words.
To feel this virtual pen knowing I've left a bit of myself here.
Here in these words you now read.