Just finished a new project, A Map of One’s Life.

I suspect we all have these well-worn paths in our lives, where we make memories and mark time. These kinds of maps are not about milestones or accomplishments. Not about how far we have to go but rather how far we have come. These maps seldom include keys or clear directions, but somehow we make our way.

The landmarks of our lives are often those small things that go almost unnoticed—until they aren’t there anymore or are changed by the ravages of time. In much the same way that we miss those little things about a loved one once they are gone, and wish so much to have just one more chance to love them, the map of our life reminds us of what matters most. It is a living breathing testament to all that we are. A good map can bear witness to a life well-lived, folded and tattered, trusted and true.

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