I’m not sure how to handle the moments of my days anymore. Too many of them bring tears. Too many of them are like trees that recede into the mist…….I recognize them but they dissolve in front of me, solid objects that were once familiar but now are partially obscured. I remember what they were like in their wholeness but I’m just a little bit afraid I won’t see them completely again.
In my once safe world, I never imagined that I would have days with so much uncertainty and sadness.
I want to trust that there is a reason for adversity in our lives. I NEED to trust that there is a reason for adversity in our lives.
I wish I could see through the mist, into the future, so I would know what I’m up against.
I want these particular moments to end. I want the safe moments back.