Making Sense

Life is good to me these days. My interior and exterior seem to match up, as if each day has its own auto focus. What was blurry is now sharper, what was fuzzy and without outlines is now clearer with defined edges. Looking into mirrors I recognize myself in a strange kind of way. Looking back, life makes sense.

And this has been my aspiration when raising a new generation - that they should look into mirrors and recognize their own lives.

As I stand at a distance and watch, this is what I see - a boy who knows.