keeping steady - sand pulls beneath my feet

it's been a difficult couple weeks, and it's not usual for me to open so personally in my writings.

but i feel i must.

my father left my mother

nearly 30 years of marriage

completely unexpectedly.

(i was in town visiting when it happened. this is an extended visit on account of these events)

my heart aches for my mother,

who desires to grow old with my father

we are confused, angry, sad

emotions come in waves

ever changing

an image comes to mind:

i'm wading in the ocean

the tide rushes

sand is swept from under my toes

for a second it feels as though i shall fall or be swept away

then my feet steady themselves.

i want to be a rock for my mother

i wish to understand my father

it is a time of uncertainty

but i know we till get through it

may these muddied waters will grow clearer over time

for now we're hold on to each other

looking for beauty wherever we can

this was a lovely gift the other night:

xx,

Lynsey