A man's search to find his way, invest in virtue, and to become at last, a man. A search for smiles, for love, for memories, and for a tomorrow not alone, documented in commentary, poetry, prose, and art.
There is a comment that I am thankful for from His Dearest attached to the last blog. It reminded me how little wisdom I actually have, and since then I've been trying to listen more and speak less. And hopefully enjoy the flowers along the way.
