leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again..Time really does fly.
I had a wish to leave feeling at peace and at ease, but yet, I somehow feel shifty and troubled. There is just so much to leave behind, so many people to be concerned for, so many things yet unsettled -- the multitude of thoughts overwhelm.
I am truly emptied out, with little to say, except to reiterate on the familiar:
Be strong, ok? Not for me, well, yes, you
could give me some 'face', but rather, for yourself.
The rains signal the end of the year and the end of a season. Christmas is coming by fast, and I will be a year older very, very soon.
I pray for the promises to come to pass, just as I always have. And for you too.
And so, it is time to go.
Goodbye.