A Late Night Apology

I hereby render my apologies to my mother-in-law. She told me to let go. I see the beauty in your wisdom.

Thank you.

The Difficulty of These Days

It is not that I have nothing to write to you, my dear ones.

On the contrary, I have so much to write that it is overwhelming. I keep the notes to myself now as I know I am pretty much only speaking to myself at this point. For all others who need to know presently, do know presently and the present will present itself in due time.

The mind of a riddler and the body of a saint. It is hidden within these four walls but where the walls are I dare not say. It is written and sealed shut and will be opened the day my mouth says its name in the presence of the right company.

Amazing how the Mercury rises today and the sad waxing of the moon comes over me as I gain water to wash it away. How I wish for restoration and for us to become one. My light, you are so bright. As I count the days and observe the times, I feel you drawing nearer. It is written in the clouds and the very fabric of time itself. Always there for me to see. Always waiting for me to uncover it. And always, the north pointing star which I did bear was the truest.

All My Love,
Kristin