If you asked me today where I’m headed I would shake my head and say, "I don’t know." At least as it pertains to immediate direction. I have ideas like going for walks and holding small hands and reading story books at night. But the puzzle is a many piece conflict and I’ve found some of the pieces, the outer edges, a frame work in place and partially filled in. It would be easier to use crayons and draw in the pictures, any colors I want.
If you asked me today where I’m headed I would shake my head and say, "I don’t know." I’m not talking about heaven or hell. There are a few things I’m at peace over. But yesterday I thought about singing my heart out and finding somethinig to write a book about and evolving and finding my niche, some place I can say, "I make my own profit." And there was a conflict because I haven’t found that puzzle piece yet. I’ve found some of the pieces, the roots to some sturdy timber, a leaf or two and even a nest with a mother bird in it. Who said you can have all your ducks in a row? They waddle and quack, out of line ruffling their feathers. I manage one sqeaking bathtub buddy that gets squeazed and thrown out of the bath water, sometimes it bobs through the suds and stays afloat.
I could be more forceful or motivated or passionate, (one of those) but then I might have to wrangle something I’ve never had.
