The Dearing Dialogue

This week is a bit hectic, with a trip to New Jersey, solidifying our new rental contract, selling furniture, buying furniture, boxing up, packing up…We’ll be moving Saturday morning to Monterey and will be finished by that afternoon, hopefully. 

Moving is like trying a new bottle of wine.  You are a bit apprehensive; you tend to second guess your decision; you sit around comprehending the process of the new experience, preparing yourself for disappointment; you get yourself all worked up over the process of splitting the seal, twisting thru the stopper, and popping the cork from the bottle.  As you pour the wine into whatever physical barrier your hands compel you to embrace, the euphoria of something new begins to hit like a jolt of caffeine after a long break without.  Your glass willingly fills with the excitement of new beginnings; the flowery embrace of tannins and ancient Napa oak barrels brings a youthful glare of future premonitions.  You raise the glass and inhale the years of past toils and tribulations that bring you to this enigmatic moment.  And as you embrace the future and all your glass holds, you hope the taste is as elegant as you always envisioned it.

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