CHTII

Today is the 4 year anniversary of my Dad's death. The first year I was on a cruise on the Danube River in Europe. The second year I was at a Frames concert in the rain and mud of King John's Castle in Limerick, Ireland. The third year I spent an hour sitting by the lake at school in Australia in between classes and meetings and this year I am organizing my belongings to act as opair for 6 weeks to an injured sibling. Next year I need to skydive or something.

Four years ago I wouldn't recognize me now and I remember why I was the way I was or my motivations for my actions, but I don't remember the HOW.