Sunday

I've been thinking a lot about loss today, and change, and how hard it is to really look at ourselves.  

I think a lot about picking up pebbles, and who I've been, and how I can be a better person.  I know I can't change who I've been, or what I've done, but like a pebble i've picked up on a long walk, I hope I can take these thoughts out of myself (like the pebble in my pocket) and turn them over and examine them and just try to do it better the next time.  I don't want to throw that pebble away, but to examine it occasionally so that in remembering where I've been, I might go forward.