one year ago tonight i was in tears because of misunderstandings of global
proportions.  i look back on that evening and feel shame and anger and
sadness for the loss of a beautiful friendship.  true to my usual method
of rewriting the past, san diego has become a set of memories filled with
glorious bike rides, days in the park, dog beach, eating delicious veggie
sushi, and so much personal growth.  the painful memories are still there
but i view them now as lessons i have learned, tests i took and sometimes
failed but also sometimes passed.  deep friendships that felt like they were
made so quickly that i hope will stand the test of time.

two years ago tonight we were in balance.  a nice meal, a pleasant evening.

three years ago tonight i was also in tears, standing on a beach in santa
cruz in the rain telling one love it would never work and another love
i would be home soon.  none of that panned out how i expected.

tonight i sit at home with a cat by my side, a dog at my feet, a glass
of wine on my lap that has just been refilled by my husband who, presently,
is in the kitchen cooking me a whimsical dinner.  delicacies involving
heirloom tomatoes and fresh basil, exotic mushrooms and leeks.

"by my husband"

so much can happen in a year.  brilliant.