So long my beautiful 2012

Gypsy.

To remember how painful it is to leave behind love, family, friends. 

To remember how beautiful the world is when you "see" it. 

to remember first meetings, new places, the feelings, the scents, the culture. 

To remember experience, to embrace change. 

To truly find yourself living, to truly find yourself loving. 

An ode to seeking, in flight, with a purpose hanging somewhere in the air. 

To the reasons i decided to lose a wing and find a foothole. 

To remember every broken promise bad timing allowed... bad planning solidified. 

For the places my heart called home, and for those it didn't. 

For the miles my feet have ached, the paths they've found, the hidden mountains they have climbed. 

To remember feeling alive alone, and for feeling lonliness at its depths. 

For new faces i found in every corner of the world, the friendships we created, the friendships i let fail, and for the ones that failed me. 

To remember the grace of perfect strangers wishing you happiness and telling you to "stay strong".

For the languages  you learned and lost. for the Merry Christmas', Felice Navidad's and Bienvenue's. 

To remember the roots of your own soul. To venture the pathways of your own passionate desires, to forge through obstacles when all is lost, all because you are a Gypsy, begging for life to love you, and a life to love, a love, worth loving. 

Happy new Year. 

So long my beautiful 2012.