Monday, January 1, 2018
A New Year
I started 2018, literally and figuratively, in a new world. As the countdown ended and the lights blazed and the crowd cheered, champagne glasses clinking for 740,000 people four hours after the East Coast dropped its glittering ball, I sat in a bar perched atop a mountain, eyes on distant snowdrifts and mocktail in hand.
Here's to growth, to self-awareness, to endurance. To achievement.
Mountains loomed like colossal granite thrones astride the highway as I rode back to my hotel. Surveying the towering pines outlined against a purple sky, I found myself marveling--not for the first time and certainly not for the last--at the places life has taken me.