This week marked an anniversary for me. It was not celebrated or remembered fondly as it was one of the darkest, most difficult days in a challenging and chaotic 2014.
Beth and I sat by the fire pit last night talking about the event and the year that has passed. It was one of those conversations with pauses and lengthy periods of silence. A conversation which can only be had between life long friends.
The fire began to die out and the coolness of the evening descended bringing with it a desire to go inside. We watched the last of the flames dissipate and spread the embers to accelerate the fire’s demise.
Holding hands we walked to the house in the same way we’ve traveled life’s path over the last almost thirty years… together.