dig

The past week has been wonderfully productive and exciting. Almost a full year has gone by since I landed in Ukraine and incredibly enough, it falls right at the best time of year. Now, I have spoken about Spring's magnificent ability to make all things fresh and renewed and grown - adding a flavor of beginning to all of the flowers budding and rain pouring and trees smelling and colors shining and sun warming.

And then this summer flies by and teaches me about how low I can go - really exposing myself to the deepest and darkest part of personality - a place where I let my guard down and throw everything away for just one more. I have officially spent a summer being a bum and I don't like it.

I picked myself up and made the last two weeks of summer count with friends and work, making sure that I ended a season with some idea of what I used to think about when I started this whole journey. And that's when tonight my friend told me that I am digging for something. And I think I'm a bit closer to hitting gold, or at least something bright. And I am pretty sure that I am happier now than I have ever been.

So here's to Autumn, the season which is giving me one more chance to start fresh in a way that speaks about letting go - all of those leaves are absorbing the summer sun and hopefully taking a bit of my summer as well.