We'll look back upon these times and remember only what we have gained from them. We'll remember laughter and dreams and places of intense beauty.
We'll remember our friends, now gone, exactly as they were in the best of times. They will not age, will not endure the troubles of time, will not change. They will love us then as they loved us once, without fail. They will forever hold our dreams together.
We will remember the generosity of those whose hearts opened wide for us and only think kindly of those whose hearts were hardened with envy and fear.
We will know, like all nomads know, that there is no loss, only time that knows no end, only forward movement, only change.
As we enter the time of resolution, reflection and plans, my great hope for you, my dear friends, is that the coming year finds you fully cognizant of each day's blessings, grounded in the reality of the present and filled with hope for the future.
A different future, perhaps, than the one that you had once envisioned.
But a perfect future all the same.
