Another year rolls by.
After all the places visited, adventures and stories, the best ones are the journeys inside oneself.
The times spent with people who enrich us, who mean most to us, made more precious when they are not by our side.
The discovery in going to new and old places is not so much what we learn about the place but what we learn about ourselves.
When we explore nature and appreciate its minutiae, we become part of something bigger, we see not only with our eyes.
What we share is part of us. But we also keep some, maybe we are still discovering those other parts.
It is a work in progress, like ourselves.