Most of the time I feel like I’m thrashing my way through the underbrush of life, just hacking away at whatever is in front of me, trying to clear a path. But every so often I crest the top of a hill and I get a larger view. These hills come at irregular intervals, and not always when I think that I need them most. But today I had a very clear and calm sense that our family is on the right path, that we are doing exactly what we should be doing. This sense incorporated everything from settling the kids in school, to my intention to pick up focused writing again, to Howard creating Schlock Mercenary. For today I can see clearly that these things are good, that they matter, that our efforts make the world a better place. The clarity of vision is nice. I’ll try to hold it tight in my memory because the next step is heading back into the underbrush.