That time of year again

I always say it. I'll say it again this year. One of these years I am going.

Life, death, in between

 Last month my life changed like never before. I became a father. Pride, joy, amazement like I have never known before to exist! I did not ever plan on becoming a father but the universe provides. It is a giant weave of feelings too complex for me to pluck the words from but I will try to touch on the surface. But I reckon, it is far more common though no less meaningful or else none of us would be here. It is life. My daughter and me and Momma all share the life and pieces connect us all in this life as we hurl through the cosmos. Each of us contributing a generation until or body clocks out leaving behind pieces with the future. Grand responsibilities I have never before been able to even imagine. Those who do not know me so well ask what my racing days will now become. They will change but I will never not be who I am. I have always tired to preserve my self and respect the severity of life at speed. I continue to slide into life and it's sweeping corners with full bar locked lean angle, bargaining my tires for all the traction possible. Taking what I can, using what I need, giving back.

Last week my Wife's Grandfather died. He was as much of a grandfather as I have ever known. At 92 years, with the last 20 of them being diagnosed with Alzheimer's. He chewed his toothpick and smiled as he held is Great Grand Daughter. Then he shook my hand, said good bye. What Grace.

As Hunter S. said: "Buy the ticket, take the ride."