after going to a funeral yesterday, life seemed more valuable and senses seemed stronger. it reminded me of going to church camp and feeling rejuvenated for a couple weeks. unfortunately after two weeks or so, we forget that spirit and head back into everyday activities. but for those who are more strong affected, it may take years to forget.

when someone dies, i never know what to say or write. i have those generic words i write on a card:

"i am deeply and profoundly sorry for your loss. my prayers are with you."

or, for those who are less religious:

"i am sorry for your loss."

to write value of life on a card is virtually impossible, but i have not been able to fully fathom any other way of conveying sympathy without physical interaction. because of this thought process, i did not buy a cheezy card yesterday in memory of kathryn elliott, but i gave lots of hugs, and will always remember jen's gram and her ashtray, coffee, and soap operas.

the "about me" section

this may be my second blog, but i promise it will be more enlightening than the last.

im living in montana, more rural than some, but taking advantage of the time away from reality. blissful days, yet restless nights are what brought me here. a beautiful world of opportunity has knocked at my door these past three years, and now i am doing what i love with people that i love. fresh brisk air, and moments of silence are near these days, but bring a sense of happiness to my soul. as my last blog focused on the darkness, i will attempt to draw light from nearly every situation. but as most of you know, not everything is always bright, and the grass is not always greener on the other side. but, i am mentally willing to grow and gain knowledge because my soul and mind are all i will encompass when two feet hit the grave.