I know who my friends are. The friends that stick by me and I them. Friends that have been my friends since I was 19. Friends that I've just come to know in the past 2 years. Friends who have their own lives and know the value of living theirs, and letting me live mine. Knowing that we're there for each other, even though we aren't connected at the hip.

I'm rediscovering old loves like the music and culture of the 1920 and 30s. I'm discovering new ones like cooking. I feeling more and more the need to create and be creative. I'm less afraid to explore this need.

I'm part of a family now. My own family. A family of two, for now, but a family nonetheless.

Life is good. And I'm really enjoying myself.