The wind of change
Can you feel the wind? It is pushing the leaves and debris around, the little things that don't matter from here and there. The big things that are important remain the same and weather a storm. Things that are fickle and worthless are torn away.
The wind is blowing very strongly now. I don't know what will remain when the tempest dies down. I will soon see who are the fair weather friends, and who remains after.
I have been holding on to something very painful since October. Finally I let it go. Sometime soon I will write about everything here, but for now, while the wind is blowing, I can't say. I had to let it go. It was ruining my life.
For my friends who will weather the storm, I thank you for your patience.
The wind is blowing very strongly now. I don't know what will remain when the tempest dies down. I will soon see who are the fair weather friends, and who remains after.
I have been holding on to something very painful since October. Finally I let it go. Sometime soon I will write about everything here, but for now, while the wind is blowing, I can't say. I had to let it go. It was ruining my life.
For my friends who will weather the storm, I thank you for your patience.
