chapters

They stretch on sometimes.
Sometimes the end of one melds into the next one seamlessly,
At others the stark difference shocks.

In any case, chapters are magical.
The stories contained within -
The hopes and dreams, fears and failures.
The sharpening and pruning, the mountains and the valleys.
The learning and growing, the love found and love lost.
Oh the love.
- could never be replaced or replicated.

Who knew that first step of faith 6 years ago
Would be the start of many chapters to come.
Its protagonist - with all the naiveté and wide eyed wonder only a 20 year old could possess -
Thought not but felt her way through.
The last on a list ended up setting the stage for a fascinating chapter.
Beautiful in all its ebbs and flows.
For there is no liberty without death.

With all the emotion one can muster
It is time to start a new chapter.
This time with a bit more wisdom, a bit more capacity to falter and laugh at the same time, and a bit more ability to relinquish control.
And a bit more love. Actually, a lot more love.

Who knows if this turn of the page will be seamless.
It may well be confronting -
But to that, i say cheers to the lessons not yet learned, and to the trials that will teach them. (Thanks Brooke Fraser, you have taught me much)

Adelaide, you have been beyond stellar.
Your people are kind, your roads free, your beaches stunning, your vineyards heavenly, your skies blue, your coffee Avilawesome :)

Sydney, your beckoning call can no longer be ignored.
This chapter will be read, and it will be read well.

4/10/2015