Alone

Alone

Depth. Tidewater. The most shallow but the most deep. Now I am to raise a man without the man that raised me. No way to call, but, Lord willing, one day I will be called.

"Yes, son?"

So many ways to make just the same mistakes. So many ways to do better. So many ways to pass the time without passing it together. Now I am 30. I can do it just the same or I can do it without the tether. It's not a blank slate to seek but a slate to keep and proceed. Lord, help me to be who I need to be despite the flesh I reap.

One day at a time. Until my bones return to dust. My soul returns to the Lord. Old age, eventually, but not until we meet.