Tuesday, February 28, 2012

29. 10.

29 years have passed. I am a little burned out these days, but still here. A world of people like me exists in the ether, and I know I am not alone. Even on days when I don't think about it that much, it's still a comfort.

My other journey comes to a milestone year - it has been a solid decade since I last spoke to my mom. Did she ever exist? I catch myself thinking sometimes. The current of life swept me from her shore and caught me up in its turbulence. Some happy and some sad. But I always look for that coastline no matter how far at sea I believe myself to be. I think of the future she never saw and the lives she hasn't been here to share. And yet I know she is at peace.

29. 10. So long, yet so far to go...

1 comment:

Karen said...

This is a beautiful post. I'm sending you a big hug.