My view of fog
Tuesday, June 24 2014 @ 06:29 pm PDT
Contributed by: WatchCat
And an almost peaceful week, the eye of the storm, is drawing to a close and I jump back into the fray tomorrow.
I used to think that gated communities were way too uptight for my taste, but I'm finding it a blessing to just exhale because I don't have to worry about who is driving by. While it's not true security, it's easier to relax here.
I met a Navy guy today who assumed I was a veteran. It's not the first time I've been mistaken for one, and it's always an odd feeling. I know I've done good work in my life, despite some missteps, but days like today make me feel like I missed my niche. And it's even stranger in these turbulent times when so many veterans are depressed and disillusioned by what is happening in Iraq and Afghanistan. I've always thought it would have been an honor to serve...but was I spared something?
I don't know what to make of this life. So many mistakes entangle us, yet the oddest things preserve us.
I'm getting ready to leave my new favorite place, and I'm trying to cultivate an attitude of patience. There's a life I want, but it's not yet in my reach.
One step forward in faith. Another day of endurance and looking hard for joy. Digging deeper, inside and out, for that first handhold.
There are circumstances and then there are choices. We mess up when we confuse the two.