I sat on my patio watching Ayden play in the yard and it finally hit me (literally 3 months later)... this is my life. I live in Texas now and I have no idea how I got here, where I will go next, or where I will go after that. Somehow, I need to be okay with that. In some ways, it finally felt okay to be alone. At least I know that I can depend on myself, after all, who else have I ever depended on?
A song came on pandora entitled, "this is not your year," and I thought of many people. I did not think of myself though. Progress.
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