Fire and Rain

It's Friday night and as I sit in the dining room I reflect. Reflect on last weekend, on the past week, on my life. I'm listening to the fire as I'm encircled by its warmth while outside I hear the rain fall on the concrete through the open door. These are the finer moments in life. The times when I can sit back, draw on wonderful memories and enjoy the peace inside my home, the feeling of warmth and goodness that fill these walls. I am happy to be here. I'm happy to be right here in this chair inside this house, but I'm also happy to be "here", to be at this particular point in my life, my journey, my adventure.

Today was good. I was sleepy, had a hard time keeping my eyelids up and focusing on work, but I made it. I made it because I took small detours throughout my work. Small detours to dream, dream of many things I will accomplish in my lifetime. I thought about Alaska and read the blog of a PA who had worked in Bethel, where Dawn was last August. She had amazing adventures there, I will go one day. I hope to see a bear in Alaska. Another detour was my shopping quest for a flight to Ohio in the summer months. I think I found a winner, good price, dates, and times. I'm very much looking forward to that trip. I detoured to the weather channel's website. Upon inspection of the weekend weather conditions I was expectantly disappointed. Rain, clouds, and cold all weekend. I got used to the summer conditions we were privledged with this week, they are gone now, for but a moment I am sure. I will still ride my bike this weekend. I want to and I should. Round trip to Layton, that is a good distance. And a small rest after last weekend's 57 miles. I also detoured to much loved blogs, the always enjoyed daily health updates, giggled at the Mexico adventures of my BFF, and others.

There are good things in my life and I am surrounded by positive beauty no matter which direction I look. For that I am happy. I'm glad this is mine. My life, my adventure, my dream, my world. Good night for now, I must go...an Alaska documentary is waiting.