Ramblin'

I'm away. I'm (physically) away from my mother's touch. She's just a little beyond the horizon and I can't see her yet. But I'm getting closer.

And to think that I've had "Across the Borderline" in my head everywhere I've gone today. Everything for a reason.

I reflect on my time here every morning, noon, and night. And the days that I appreciate the most are the ones that were the most challenging. I appreciate them because of the growth that they so generously gave me. And I owe my mother everything for this time away from home. And I owe her so much more for bringing me home.

I feel like this is closing the chapter, but I need to clarify that I'm not quite done yet. But I have a date, and it just feels real. I am a definite person. I like to have a container. I don't quite have that here... away.

But I want to take this evening to thank my Moma for giving me everything that she has. She has given me everything during this experience. And I thank the heavens for what she's done for me. Her words. Her wisdom. I wish I had her strength.

I'm keeping everything so close to my heart. I haven't taken my Aunt Bobby's gold bangle off of my wrist since the very early morning that I left home, and that cry just swelled up inside of me when I looked into my momma's eyes saying goodbye.

But now I'm here. And time keeps going by. Nights set, mornings dawn, and I'm still here. I'm making it through, and soon I will be in another time, another place. And I will be with my Moma.