I’m coming to the end of my semester, and it could go either way.
I had a little enlightenment come my way this week; in one of my waking dream segments of getting my (almost done) social justice project in order, I had a flash of insight into a relationship I’d put on hold while I untangled my thoughts, feelings, and baggage. Suddenly, it was all laid out in front of me from that person’s perspective.
I kind of think that this was a mom moment; she’s had a way of finishing the unfinished the last few months. There is peace as well as sadness, and a measure of compassion.
I might close this with a card. I don’t know yet.
Back to the project, then hopefully this time next week everything will be done, for better or worse.
And whatever it is, it is.
