A lost highway... thoughts of old friends... the stillness of the forest... forgotten dreams...a Robert Frost poem... flickering candles... high country snows... a tattered old family Bible... an abandoned cabin, high up in the Rockies... sleeping mountains...a silent piano... woodsmoke... and always, the promise of the seasons....
I am at peace with my life... I like who I am.... I am emotionally mature enough to know I can't, and don't want, to change you. I will appreciate you for who you are. You will know that you are the only one who embraces my mind. I will empower you to know that you occupy that part of me that need never be doubted, no matter the distance. The glance across across the room... The knowing smile.... I believe a man is stronger when he becomes a safe harbor for those he cares about.
I lived many years high up in the Rockies, and the stillness and peace of the mountains remains with me. I carry it thru the struggles that encompass each day.
If you enjoy day trips on a motorcycle, maybe we're half way there... but certainly not a necessity
And one last note.... I raised my sons alone for almost their entire lives, so I understand the dynamic, and importance of family life.
Life comes full circle. God is faithful....
A long lunch, preferably by a creekside. Not an interview, more like two new friends exploring each others dreams, and aspirations...
And as a last note.... I actually live in Payson, but spend much of my time in the Valley