I write to empty my head, these are the thoughts as I process them. Names may or may not be changed to protect or not protect the innocent or the guilty.
Thursday, July 7, 2016
Lesson Learned
We want to come home. There's a moment when everything becomes clear. The clarity is priceless. Coming to Arizona, we thought, was a move in the right direction. Turns out the move was just a move. That chess board of life has made us pawns in our own game, and I'm ready to stop playing. I forfeit. Home is where the heart is, and too many pieces of my heart are back home. We are broken here, and it's time to heal the fractures that we made by moving. It's time. We're coming back.
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