Not even close.
I don’t tend to look ahead and envision what the future will be compared to the now. I am one that tries to stay where I am and find paths leading to growth, improvement and reconciliation, so as to make myself ready as I go. That being said, the “to do” or “bucket list” doesn’t truly exist. I merely remain open to he flow.
As such, the flow a year ago was in actuality somewhat of a rip current. I thought I knew where I was in relation to the shore, but in reality, I was being pulled farther from a great many things I held dear. Being caught in a real one years ago, it is truly an unsettling experience, where attempts at controlling the situation may only add to your demise.
My understanding now is that you need to calmly work your way parallel to the shore. Not directly in, but a long the beach until you break free of it, then angle in to dry land. Attempting to overcome the strength of its pull directly will sap your strength, produce panic and eventually claim you.
But not if you can surrender and go with the flow.
I ended up father down from where I began, a blessing. So I chose to find another avenue out instead of going back to where it all started. That way only led me to capture, isolation and an eventual end. So while I did not picture where I ended up, letting go and allowing some of that current to pull me away from where I began made today possible.
Could I have ever imagined where I would be?
Not even close.
...my temporary assignment. 