Many years ago, in what seems to be a lifetime, I would gaze out into the distance of lights shinning brightly and think of a life that could be.
Now when I gaze into the distance, I remember a life of what once was.
I wrote the above years ago way before my daughter was even born. I remember the day like it was yesterday. I remember sitting outside, late at night and even now, I can feel the cool breeze on my face. It was a time when I had came home for a visit from Greece and had been in deep thought of how far I had come to that particular moment in time.