There was a girl.
There was a boy.
If they had met they might have found a world of joy,
But he lived on the morning side of the mountain,
And she lived on the twilight side of the hill.

They never met; they never kissed.
They'll never know what happiness they missed,
'Cause he lived on the morning side of the mountain,
And she lived on the twilight side of the hill.

(Lots of lyrics I'm leaving out of the song)

And you and I are just like they.
For all we know, our love is just a kiss away,
But you are on the morning side of the mountain,
And I am on the twilight side of the hill.

I don't know when that song was written, but it seems to me that this is a way for the two to find each other and finally meet.

Working on it

I love that this came with that as the default. It is the truth. I'm working on my interests and hobbies.

I do love music. It has always been important in my life, but I no longer play in a band or orchestra. Sometimes I miss it, but I thoroughly enjoy seeing my children enjoying their bands and orchestras. Once upon a time I had music playing in the background 90% of the time or more. Now I find that I enjoy moments of quiet, but I still love to listen. I'm rather eclectic when it comes to music--I like some of just about everything, from Edvard Grieg to Enigma to Karen Carpenter to Eurythmics to Faith Hill to Queen to Hap Palmer to Mercy River.

I rather enjoy reading. Books are my drug of choice. It's a way to escape reality for just a little while, and I have discovered that most books worth reading have some application to or insight into my life and where I need to be going.

I like to learn about new things and learn new things about what I already know. I love to learn about people. I like to know what makes them tick. Maybe that's why I have recently discovered a love for family history.