Friday Night Dark Lights
I made it finally, finally to 100 stories!
I should be thrilled but I felt that it took way too long.
What, almost 2 1/2 years?
This day was the epitome of both my life and writing journey.
I was deathly tired all day. Just exhausted. Too many work hours.
Too many life decisions.
Too much work just keeping it all together.
Just like writing on Medium. I have made so many great friends and writers here.
Way over one thousand human beings.
But many have moved on — Just like in real life.
It’s hard to not miss them.
But for everything, there is a season.
Life never asks whether you like the changes.
But on this challenging day a break.
I received a couple of great calls from my out-of-town family.
And a walk.
Into my beautiful meadow.
With an adjacent boardwalk.
Peace at last.
And hope and a little relaxation finally returns.
On this crisp 62-degree New England evening and a bright almost full moon.
I hear the tree frogs and crickets singing in background harmony.
The air is exhilarating with just a touch of coolness.
How lucky am I to be out enjoying the fresh smells?
Life now is enjoying the little things.
And hanging on for dear hope.
Thanks for reading my 100th published story on Medium. I appreciate you greatly.
Have a blessed day.