My mother-in-law is pretty upset right now. One of her brothers whom she loves very dearly, and who has also been very kind to Cimmy and I, is dying.
That is about all I feel I have the right to talk about concerning that.
Then there is a very good friend, who I was very close to in high school and much of my undergraduate college and university years– I have already made a post with the link. Again, I am rather upset to be so on the outside of this situation, looking in.
Who am I? What does all this mean? There is still so much missing between the present now, a dream-like past, and a visionary future. I suppose it best to keep centered on the here and now, although there is so much that challenges that.
I wish I had more to write concerning the personal Journey, but I seem to be stuck in crisis, challenge, death… the Abyss. A great unknown with only a pinpoint of light at the end of the tunnel, a light so seemingly small it feels like I am forever reaching and struggling for. I am tired. When will I find it?