"The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction, not a destination..."
Carl Rogers
Last September we rented an apartment in Richmond, in the historic Fan District. It was part of our initial plan prior to leaving St. Augustine. Our daughter was finishing her BFA in Dance and Choreography and we wanted to see her perform as well as have a chance to experience a manageable, artistic, urban scene.
It was a good year and Chloe thrived in her work. We painted profusely, started feeling the four seasons again and made new friends. But that's not the whole story...
Mid-year my father took a turn. He was the last of our parents and was, although determined to stay at home, extremely lonely and failing. His last months seemed to hit us hard and somewhat derail our 'moving train'. It gave us pause to assess our new life and how we see our own desires as well as our place in the world at this stage of our lives.
We are beginning to revisit our intentions, explore new places, and continue our creative goals in earnest. We live in the moment as much as possible and enjoy the journey of rediscovery. It is an adventure after all.
