A Wonderful World.

One year in, my new office space and staff are ‘settled’. The practice demands are high, but the clients are all, each individually, a joy to work for despite their present and sometimes adverse life circumstances.

The rhythms of practice have established themselves; Work at home from 8am to 10am in the company of my rescue pups, then migration to the office to help direct traffic/work flow among three employees. Court appearances in person in that time-block when scheduled. Departure to Easton-town on most days by 5pm, and an evening shift of WFH or local meetings from 7pm to 9:30pm. And, a few seriously remote workdays beachside to restore my perspective.

It is a routine.

I would never have imagined this - this life; how blessed am I to have had no choice but to establish a business at age 55, and then to say:

IT HAPPENED. I MADE IT.

I hope that I can translate my own certain journey to those clients that find themselves on my doorstep.

Today may be rough, but there is a tomorrow that is yet unseen, and undesigned. And, it can be better than you’d ever let yourself imagine. And, you can reinvent your memories and the narrative of your life’s journey, not with ease but with time and persistence both.

My world today certainly is not the world I imagined in 1991. But it is really a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue
And clouds of white
The bright blessed day
The dark sacred night
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow
So pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces
Of people going by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying
I love you

I hear babies cry
I watch them grow
They'll learn much more
Than I'll ever know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world
Yes, I think to myself
What a wonderful world