Repeating History

   First of all,  Happy Turkey Eating Day to All! 

I hope that you share it with friends, family, and good food! 

  

Secondly, it looks like I'll be hunting tomorrow morning.  

I'm not sure how to feel about it. 

If history repeats itself, then I'll be happy and get some good duck kills.

On the other hand, it is a little weird to be so far away from the person I was a year ago.

In the last year, I harvested my first deer, 

had my heart broken,

became a stronger person,  

took control of my own life,  

taught at a school for delinquents and forgottens,

 fell deeper in love with hunting, 

started shooting bow,

climbed pyramids in Egypt, 

fell in love, 

felt truly loved in return for the first time,

got thrown in a creek,  

embarked on a new adventure,

moved 730 miles from home, 

gained a family,  

missed my Mom, 

adopted a puppy,

danced at a concert,

started a new job, 

ate fatback,

learned to live,

drank too much German beer at Oktoberfest,

kissed a boy under the Eiffel tower in Paris, 

ate the best breakfast of my life in Amsterdam,

gained the know-how to forgive,

and began writing again.

It has been one whirlwind of a year.  

Makes me think what the big man upstairs has in store for me next year.... 

Again, Happy Thanksgiving to all!

Be blessed with those who surround, love, or miss you. 

(Love you, Momma)