The long and winding journey

12 years ago

with two suitcases that contained all that I owned,

On a plane I got .

For the two day trip that would bring me

to this fabled land of snow.

Alone but not scared

for I will not strand, I know.

Canada!

My last hope

My childhood dream.

Tell me why my battles,

always seem to be upstream?

Family and friends,

So many things left behind.

Beloved books and music

mementos of a troubled past.

Up and away

Up and away I went.

And started the journey to a better life.

The long and winding journey into the unknown.

The long and winding journey…

Home

SSG the Wanderer

SSG the Wanderer

Stars and daffodils

Stars

What dreams are made of

I guess that’s why we wish upon stars when we have dreams. It makes sense.

When I was little, I had many dreams. Dreams of going to the stars for example. What kid doesn’t dream of becoming an astronaut?

As an adult, I still have many dreams. And believe it or not, I haven’t given up on my dream of going to the stars.

Or maybe just Mars.

In the mean time, I just talk to daffodils.

Daffodil 1

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