The way the world shifts and moves inside of us is a curious thing. Like the waves pulling in with the tide, sure of their trajectory towards the shore, only to meet it and pull back out to the sea, to the depths, to the unknown.

Your path, your journey, and your life can move along seemingly unhindered. You can see the shore, and you know where you are headed. Your foot lands on the sands, and in one quick gush of wind and solar pull, you’re getting further and further from the dry land.

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My blog about life, grief, finding my way, and everything in-between, A Year on The Porch. Follow the blog here.