the earth moving beneath my feet
There are days that seem part of dream. You go through the motions as if you were to wake up at any moment. On these days, present, past and future are all mixed together as if all of it were connected.
Maybe it's a way to cope when everything feels so uncertain.
I am in between, waiting, as I feel my heart pounding, once again afraid of what the next corner brings. As Bethany Dillion so beautifully sings, "You can do more in my waiting than in my doing can do." That's what I am clinging to, even as I feel, once more, the earth moving beneath my feet.
I can't give up hoping, hoping that this is just a moment among many other moments I will face. Besides everything, I hope. Hope is the thing with feathers...