We are like this mist that has settled on our mountain. It appears for a little while, but soon vanishes. I'm at the age that I can look back on a time when I wanted my life to be different, but now it no longer matters. The time for whatever it was I wanted has long passed. It helps me realize that the way my life has gone is good, too, and in many ways better than I dreamed. It also shows me that God has been in control even when I thought I was.
