almost there

Seasons are a constant in life.

I often find myself at crossroads.

Do others as much as I?

Most seem to routinely ebb and flow through

their lives, without much fuss or challenges.

Others seem to routinely be out of routine 

facing challenges and finding ways to cross

situations with temporary bridges.

My life has only been sprinkled with quiet seasons

of predictability, stability and peace.

Mostly it is pursuits and opportunities to find what I am made

of. Strength training I could classify it. 

Figuring out how to deal with situations often created

by me.

Its funny because for all the "chaos" that graces my life

I am one who longs, deeply longs for peace and simplicity.

A quiet life, a house full of children. A cozy home, a small garden, 

some chickens. A man whom I love and loves me.

A family.

To sit and listen to the birds while nursing my little one.

Draw flowers in the garden.

Bake bread and read books.

A few good friends and a creek to splash in.

Maybe I am making my way to this place...

the road is not paved.

Any thorns or sharp rocks are found by my bare feet.

There is darkness sometimes and I feel lost.

Most of this trek I do alone and that feeling of

loneliness is vast at times.

I believe I am almost to the clearing where my little home sits

and all my daydreams have manifested.

Almost there