Time is a River
Time is a river, sweeping us along. Always changing and never still
Sometimes it feels like we are drowning. Despite our desire for things to stay the same, they never do. Like the geese, we learn how to swim and go with the river's current. It's all we can do.
(Determined to finish the November blogging challenge and not miss a day this month, I managed to throw together a short post for today. It's late at night which is not my good writing time so Yay, Me! Good night!)
I am writing something every day for the Yeah Write NoMo Challenge for November. http://yeahwrite.me/november-2015/
Yes, Cat, we did it! Just a day to go and we will have blogged for an entire month! Feels great, isn't it?ReplyDelete
*Grabs Shilpa's hand as we run towards the finish line* Pant, pant, pant. We can do it, Girl. We're almost there! Two more days to go!Delete
Short but deep and lovely dear Cathy!! You put words on feelings I have too.... That is time, and that is life... Love how you say it.. sending warm hugs my sweet friendReplyDelete