Dear life,thank you for our meeting forty-four years ago. You are the first gift that I have received, indeed, a gift, because I haven't done anything to merit you. You have always been with me through my ups and downs. Doors have opened and closed; dreams have been fulfilled or shattered; relationships have developed and grown deeper or got fractured or died. But you are constantly with me. Sometimes when things get so terrible, I think of you as a curse, a burden I cannot get rid of. But deep in my heart, I know that you are a blessing.
As I evolve, you also evolve, and at forty-four I do not and should not look at you as I did when I was sixteen.
I catch myself frequently saying these days that there is no justice in this life. But I can do you justice if I live the present moment to the full.
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