Love comes in many forms. In 2013, I loved. What else is there? I reflect on the year and have no regrets. It's like a death, I glorify the good in the year and nothing else matters. No thought is wasted.
I took risks in 2013. Even up to these last few days of the year, I had everything I ever wanted. People that came in and out of my life, events that occurred, causes I fought for; I gave myself unselfishly. I utterly loved wholeheartedly.
In the future, if I find myself looking back on 2013 I will only see raw beauty. Like the couple laying in the park, in the coolness of December locked in an embrace. Ravishing.
What's in store for me in 2014? I have no clue, except for the history of my life, tells me it's going to be the best yet. Damn! Why would I allow it to be anything less.
Cheers!