Belated

"When the moon light shines on the snow at the eve of the night and everything is silent, listen to the nothing, listen for the sound of pure magic" ~ audrey kitty

One thing I seem to do is mark dates. Certain events that for some reason I feel I need to hold onto. I have calendars. Personal events, school events, baseball schedules, bills schedule, character birthdays (yes I am that insane). Sadly I never check them.

One remarkable date that I did not intend to let slip by uncelebrated was the anniversary of Dark December. I meant to crack open a bottle of something (pain relievers I'm sure) and do a special post. Right. I missed it. Why? No clue. I must have been doing something...

So in belated homage to the man and the blog that helped me begin my journey of catharsis I give you Cooper Stanfield, the early years. I hope my photo capture skills have improved as well as the details in them but there is no improvement needed in the man. Interesting how he hasn't changed much. The attitude, the look, the stance, it is still there. He is like a fine wine that improves with age although I will confess it is hard to improve perfection.

It has been three years. Many things have happened, good and bad. I am thankful to have had my writing and my collaboration and friendship with Beth to get me through some very dark and painful times. I would not have survived without you.