Transitions

Herself speaks.

The winds of change are blowing.

Transitions are on the horizon. They are not, in fact, my transitions, but rather are those of people close to me. One transition is more certain, and another remains somewhat nebulous (though it appears to be coalescing). I wait, and watch, and do my best to provide what they may need in this time of change. Change can be very good, and change can be tricky, and change can be filled with unknown elements. Sometimes, it can be all that, and more. I must wait and see how these transitions unfold.

Right now I do not have room in my thoughts for worry about the future. There is only space to hold these people close in my heart, as they move forward on their own paths.