Questions & Guesses

After chewing my last vitamin gummy and taking another sip of coffee. I stare out the Sunday window at a bright summer sky. Not long ago I got off the phone with my father-in-law, going over our usual weekly topics then saying goodbye. Other then my brother and sister, he’s my last connection into an old life. But things change, and we no choice but to accept that. With the passing of loved ones I held so dear to the changing world we now live in; nothing is ever the same.
 
I remember sitting in church being taught how we would someday meet our loved ones from the past. Rather through the “great calling away” or when we die. But I spend little time thinking of that now, because I got more important things to do. Like living my own life by utilizing the love and pain they taught me. It’s ironic that I find myself living next to yet another church I could never truly call my own. Yet I sit here breathing the same air the prophets and demons breathed since the dawn of time.

Oh the crazy thoughts we can think, especially when we have nothing better to do. Time, breath, living, healing they all carry a price. Of the choices in life we make. On the people we helped create and the lives we have touched. How important we once were and how Insignificant we can become. For in a moment nothing exist anymore. Leaving the survivors once again with nothing but questions and guesses.