Carpe diem... out of sorts...

Though out of sorts, I managed to do laundry and some reading. I've been sorting through memories as well. It hasn't been a particularly pleasant experience, but necessary. There is a sense that something is lurking, barely out of reach, waiting for the right key or clue to come to the fore and be recognized. This vague feeling is not a comforting one because there is a sense of recognition that what's coming isn't something pleasant. And it isn't comforting knowing that God is doing the pushing, though it seems He is being as gentle as possible. This is one of those times when I feel the need to grit my teeth and exercise faith in God's plan for me, no matter how scary or impossible it seems.