And you thought I was dead...

So, it seems that I have become the blogger who doesn't blog. Sorry about that. Ever since Merton finished, life kind of got carried away with me. Here is a quick catch-up - after Merton - went to Whistler, next weekend had Rachel Jahner's wedding. It was great times, and particularly wonderful to see all those girls again. One of those weddings that seemed more like a fun party than a wedding.


With these "old friends" I had some wonderful conversations. So I came to the conclusion that our past will always be a part of us. Now, this does not mean we should live in the past, but we should be aware that it informs how we act today. There is beauty is watching people grow, but there is also beauty is seeing where they came from. Perhaps the most fun is noticing the little kernels of themselves that will always betray exactly who they are.