I don’t know what to say. It’s been so much longer than a minute and my life is nothing like what it looked like when I started this little blog of mine.

There are certain things no one tells you about life. Or maybe they do tell you and you just don’t listen because you are too busy living your life. Whatever it is, there are certain things I didn’t know about life. Hell, I still don’t know much about life, except what I’ve learned and what I’ll never forget.

I’ll never forget the cancer.

I’ll never forget the car accident.

I’ll never forget the beaches, the hill house, or the world under the sea.

I’ll never forget the depression that came.

I’ll never forget the friends who tried to help us through it all.

I’ll never forget that it didn’t fall like Jericho.

I’ll never forget it fell apart like Jenga, brick by brick.

And the things I’ll never forget are the things I’ve learned:

I learned cancer is a life changing word, no matter what kind it is.

I learned car accidents can teach you a lot about a person’s character.

I learned even the best vacations don’t fix what is broken.

I learned you may be able to see depression, but no one knows how to deal with it in the ‘right’ way. No one.

I learned friends can help or hinder, even with the best intentions.

I learned the walls of Jericho were much stronger than we were.

I learned falling apart brick by brick is a slow, painful process.

Yeah, it’s been a long time, but I needed time. Every day I think at least once – How did I get here? – and then those memories come back and I remember. I know how I got here.

And then, I remember something else I know: I know I still have so much left to learn.

I guess I knew what to say after all.