One year ago today, we moved, somewhat across the country. I can still remember many particulars of the day. The overwhelming sense or feeling I remember most was is wondering what kinds of changes that particular move would make upon our lives.
What a difference a year makes. When we look back, it's always difficult to say exactly how we have changed or matured . . . because we are different people today than we were before. But I am a different person, with different attitudes, different hopes, different outlooks on life.
Completely different? Probably not. At least I hope not. Because what we were before, minus whatever changes needed to be made, is still good, very good. But a changed and hopefully somewhat more mature person. I hope so.
We need to celebrate, or at least recognize, markers in life. Be they birthdays, anniversaries, or significant days in our journeys--these things mark who we are. These markers help us recognize the kinds of people we are becoming. And they help point us to and towards the people we hope to become.
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