Coming to the start

Well, I like to share something here. I posted here because I wanted to share a story. My story. My part as the protagonist in this thing called life. Yeah that is my part. Knowing there is God is the only reason why I’m okay with this road trip we call life. It’s not much of an amusement ride thus far. But the thusidity of it all isn’t found in the final happy ending of the story. But the steady happiness along the way. I’m happy just remembering all the wonderful times some years back. I suppose that is why the oceans and skies are blue. Much of life is too. But there is sunrise in the morning and sunset in the evening. And I think that is what he meant by seeing a rainbow and what is promised, that pot of gold.

Letter from Theseas M.