Last Year

Last year at this time? I do not remember. moments blended into hours, to days, to weeks. I was on auto pilot pretending to live but only existing. My soul, a tiny voice from far away always urging me to find my light. I tried, failed and tried again. My journey back to Vancouver Island recently to say goodbye to my dad was not what I expected, but what I needed. I believe my dad was guiding me to take that trip and held me throughout. I have peace in my heart right now and hold onto that feeling doing what i need to not to let it escape. But if it does, I will try again

“Some roads take a lifetime to travel”#wsclastyear

– Muriel