Being Here

I'm having a Killian's while watching a candle spill blue as it burns down. It is raining outside. Whispery sounds through the window are mixing with the vague scent of Hyacinths...

The holiday weekend seems closer than it actually is...though it really isn't that far. I sort of feel like I've skipped ahead a bit and I'm there already. I can't help but compare this Easter weekend to the way I was feeling at this point last year. I guess I've learned things (not all of them happy things -- but learned none-the-less). It still feels sad to me -- but more hopeful than last year. I'm grateful for that.

And still happy to be here.