The Grand Mosaic


I have led a fascinating life filled with mountainous highs and riverbed lows. I have traveled upon every continent, broken bread with humble souls and engaged in rituals honoring cultures so unlike my own.

I have known the powerful and undying love of an captivating woman. I have had the pleasure and bliss of bringing children into the world. I’ve gotten lost in the music of the night and the abstract of nature’s wonder,

I’ve wept in despair at the loss of my adored. I’ve lost everything and made rock bottom my monastery. I’ve felt hollow in the face of my fears and consumed by demons of my own making.

Despite all this, I am stronger than people expect me to be. I am as impervious as the stones upon the shore. In truth, the road behind me is littered with all the empty shells of those who ever underestimated me. I blaze my own trails, have no regrets and take no prisoners.

The mosaic of my life tells the story of who I am and where I’ve been. It evolves every day and I wouldn’t part with a single piece. My life is art reflecting a grand journey..

Published by danielparenteau

Daniel Parenteau is a freelance writer living in Lyman, Maine.

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