My heart has been heavy these past days. I'd like to blame it on one or two things, but these things usually come from a basket full of small things collected from corners and under beds. Before long they are spilling out into the hall and jamming up the closet doors. Someone has to pick them up!
Maybe I'm sad. A lot of things in my life are changing. A few things I WANT to change are clogging up the drains and making me frustrated.
I suppose it all just needs time. And I need to settle into a new rhythm of accepting the things I cannot change. For the time being, anyway.
Today is October 27. In eight months I suspect the waiting and the games will all be over. In terms of a lifetime, a short time to wait indeed.