My thoughts hold their breath... they sit paralyzed by the change of season, like small objects caught in a tide change; spun on themselves, attempting valiant bravery but incapable of advancing until something calms down..
I came across this today though... Lord knows I have scribbled words, such words of hope to a husband I have not met yet, and oh how He knows the shattering ache some hopes feel after deferment. And it is not just this one hope on deferment, but 3 major ones that I've mentioned before... but this is the one nearest to my heart tonight, pressing in with the insistency of a vast bruise.
Her thoughts, almost all of them, are voice to mine tonight. And this heart sighs a sigh of deep relief that someone has said it for me at this moment... Oh please exist. Please..
