Over and back and home again....

I sit in yet another airport this year. I feel like it's an image of my life anymore; transience rules all. People come and go, strangers all to me. Even those I hold close feel like facades of what once was.  

When did everything changing become the status quo?! Learning to expect nothing at all for fear that will be the outcome regardless of what has been planned.

Once, I was going to visit Portland for fun. Now it is just a stop on the road of unsureness. Leaving bits and pieces of me on each additional travel, trying to nurture he brokenness where I exist.

These wings are getting heavy. No interest in soaring, even though I should. 

Blessings beloveds, may your travels bring you joy and your homesteads bring you love and rest. 

 





Another set of miles...on our way for peace for pinky. This route has us headed to Reno, NV. Exhausted, bleary eyed, aching.

I ache for her, for me, for loss, for change for years of fighting losing battles. Will this finally be the end of this chapter of yearning and searching?!

I just don't know how much more fight I have left. The years, the aches, the losses seem to be adding up to an unbearable weight. Wings perched on my back growing new, stronger feathers each time a calamity comes.

Blessings beloveds