And so it begins

I board the Philippine Siren this morning. Packing up once again in a hotel, and so-it-begins.

Guess the packing - unpacking will become normal. I still awake thinking of what travel item has been forgotten, or lost. Maybe that never goes away.

Everything ends. But to end, there must be a beginning. Life, loves, stories.

This is my new fresh beginning.

Sometimes it feels like everything has been done. Everything has been written, every pithy phrase coined, every vista viewed, every corner of the planet discovered. What is an explorer to do?

Why SEA ? dive adventures, new countries ? I'm not sure yet. Searching for my epiphany is the only answer I have. Guess I once believed I could do something big in my life - discover cures for cancers, leave something behind after I am gone, make a difference. My friend Dave says I've already done that! That building a family, employing hundreds of people, offering generous acts of kindness, being in love. Maybe. But I don't feel that way - yet. There's more in me to be done. Discovery and exploration drives me for-sure. One more mountain, one more dive, one more story.

My philosophical approach is predictable. Losing a wife early will do that to anyone. I still miss Cynthia every day. My son's bring her to my heart every second. Maybe this journey will bring me to something original, something that hasn't already been done.

Maybe always means Yes in my home. Rain taught me that.