Wow?! Am I really living in Italy right now?  Have I really been here for 6 weeks?  Is this really my life?

I am currently going through the photos on my hard drive to delete duplicates and excessive shots.  My hard drive is fill, fill, filling and slow, slow, slowing down my computer.   I have just loaded this weekend’s photos from my handy iphone and I know notice how rarely I look back at my photos.  It is if my sole purpose of snapping these days are to share with others and then I forget about them.

Now, I as sort through, I pause and get how amazing it is that I have seen such things, been to such places, that I am living such a life.  As, I scroll through the Italian photos, I then greet photos from NYC, from my train trip to South Carolina, from my train trip from LA.  Wow, did I really do that?

Going even farther back, to all of the world tours that I have been on, to photos of my trips from India, Bali, Costa Rica, and more.  Photos of me re-uniting with touring mates, high school friends.  Photos of my growing niece and nephew.  Photos of my father, who I don’t get to see in the flesh anymore, but who is always with me.

Wow!  This is my life!  What an amazing, astonishing, mind-bending journey it has been. And I am only 30!  I can not imagine the life, trips, travels, friends, growths to come.

This is what my life looks like. This is what living looks like.  Holy Fucking Shit!  I am blessed!  You are blessed!  Welcome to your life.  It is happening now.  You create it, day by day, moment by moment.