Nothing in particular stands out for me this year. Relationships have started. Others yet have ended. A new day brought a new sun while the moon remains eternal. A new president has been ushered in if only to flare the undercurrent that never left. Thanksgiving is this coming Thursday, and my place is quiet. There is not much to report on my front. Still hopeful. Still standing on faith…but sometimes, a new page is required to continue the story.
There are many things that I believe in. Some of these things receive my unwavering loyalty and the strongest passion known to the human race. Facial hair is not one of them.