Two days from today marks one year of this bi-weekly blog series of 101 Reasons to Keep Living. Last year, I would never have thought I could make it this far. Here I am, looking at the leaves again, watching the trees die in brilliant colours. Since I wrote that first post, I have moved houses twice, visited Asia, and changed my plans for the future (except for, of course, writing; I will always be writing).
With death comes newness. With death comes life. This past year I have watched so many parts of me die. I have watched so many be born. Who knew what a year could bring.
And it’s still so colourful. Life never stops being so damn colourful. Continue reading