As the clock’s hands tick onward turning the present into pages of history – despite the steady and relentless strides of Father Time, the pace at which we lived our lives is very different. Our journey continues regardless of the paths that we are on or the directions we decide to pivot, but often time we forget about the traces of footsteps that were left behind. Some steps we marvel at, and there are others we wish to sweep away. This blog/podcast is a channel where stories and experiences are shared through the lenses of our very eyes…raw, uncensored, and frozen at that particular moment in time.
I am about to embark on a journey with an old friend of 30+ years…I would say, at times we were close and at times we were distant. For the most part, our relationship is somewhere in between. I am grateful that the closest part of our friendship was during the most innocent, naïve and very plain pre-teen years of my life. Much of it seems like a blur; oh, I wish those moments can be captured through the unfiltered voices/tones of our very mouths. Nonetheless I look forward to rediscovering him as a brother, a son, a husband and a friend. As I hope you will too.
The heading is cheesy but the words are genuine and the emotion is sincere…let the background lights dim and the timbres sound.