I spent this past weekend with close friends.

There was a time when our lives were closely knitted. Life seemed so simple back then. We would get together for no special reason. We laughed, we cried, we shared our possesions, our dreams, and our failures. We simply did/lived life, together.

So 2-5 years later, here we are, spread out all over the country. Life lived 'together' is taking a different form but the same meaning. Things have definitely changed but somehow for a short period in time, for a weekend, it felt like the 'Good Old Days'.

Thanks everyone! I'm looking forward on seeing you again next year.

Today I said goodbye to an old friend, the red truck. I got a call this morning about my ad on the paper, the guy came over this afternoon, literally looked at the truck for 5 minutes then wrote me a check for it.

Five years ago, I wanted to learn how to kayak so first I bought a truck then a kayak.

The kayak served its purpose, I've used it to float through the streams of the Mississippi, survive the storms of Lake Superior, and breeze through the friendlier waters of Lake Michigan. The kayak and I had a ton of adventures and through it I've met a lot of very interesting people.

The truck served a much bigger purpose, which was unknown to me when I first bought it. Through the years it has helped a lot of people move their 'stuff', specially the big ones, couches, swings, washer, dryer, you name it and the truck has moved it. It also became the vehicle of choice when someone is in need of a transportation, not just for a day but sometimes even weeks. The truck became everybody's best friend!

At the end of five years I've learned a lot of lessons through the kayak and the truck, probably the biggest is that there seems to be a bigger purpose in some of the things that we do. We don't always see them right away but given time, that too will be revealed.

Well, it has been a great ride.

I really just wanted to learn how to kayak!