I dropped my car at Leigh and returned with Tommy from the night before. Cindy came to visit Jen. It's always fun when she does. I got a 6-mile ride this morning up Harwood to Bel Gatos, over to Sierra Azule & Shannon, and back down a path I have not ridden on for at least 10 + years, if not double, maybe once. It brings back memories of constant rides with Tom in 1997. Wow. Today's board meeting resulted in my being on the board with 3 others. A baton is being passed, and I hope to effect positive zen-based improvements. When I got home, Christy was over to visit Jen. Popular, eh? Tommy and I went on a one-wheel and e-bike to Marks, and the three of us went over 85 to Hogue, then between Union and Canden, all around—yet another epic night, and a bonding one, too. How did I get here? How did I possibly earn this? This life, this home I never imagined returning to, the rapport with my kids, recovering from a decade of difficulties, this accepting and supportive partner... all of this. Every day. It all warrants an aggressive presence and constant awareness of impermanence.
