The Next Steps

Okay, this is going to be long

Now, 4:13 A.M. , The sound of an engine far away, the tick tick of my keyboard, I lay on my bed, carefully writing this, scared if Mom might get up . . .

They all seem to be lost. All three of them. But they are hanging on, clinging to a hope that we will live like we used to. When things were so personal and so funny, so special that none noticed it, just simply loved it. Loved each other(They still do, but the color is different). All seem to be noticing this unhealthy cycle of events, the source of which is known, yet confusing. I am their hope, strength and future.

They all seem to be lost, all of them. But they are hanging on, clinging to a hope that it will all come together. When things will be so personal and so funny, so special that no one will notice it, up till the end. Love each other. All seem to be noticing the need of a healthy cycle of events, the source of which is known but confusing. I need myself to be their hope, strength and future.

I seem to be lost, totally. But I'm hanging on, clinging to a hope that it will all come together. When things will be so personal and so funny, so special that no one else will notice it, up till the end. Love myself. Seem to be noticing this confusing cycle of events, the source of which is know but confusing. I am my hope, strength and future.

Lost. Hanging on. Will it come together? Personal, funny & special. Love. Cycle of events. Confusing. Hope, strength & Future.

Time to take it all together, and GO! With some personal growth, knowledge, skill building and positive impact.

I bow to you God. I am nothing. And yet, you must make everything I need to be.

Amen.