It's been a while. I haven't done much of anything artsy or remotely written inspired. I am living in a rat race of trying to work, breath and let go at the end of the day. I don't have a lot of alone time anymore and I am not complaining. This is merely an observation. Life has taken an entirely new direction since I've started dating. My mind was entirely caught up with my darling, but slowly, as the months continued their march, I began to disentangle myself from the all encompassing "us". I am learning to separate identity when appropriate and go with the flow when "us" arises.

The biggest hurdle at the moment is the inevitable I Do's and actually getting to that place in time. There is a gargantuan hill of paperwork to climb, but all must go according to the time line, truly, there is no other way. Friends, family are always suggesting short cuts, but really people, there is no other way. So he and I are enjoying the ride, getting to know each other better, and of course, only confirming what we've already known all along - we are fitted for each other. But I think the greatest blessing, for me at least, is the transition of self. I am taking each measured moment in this discovery of us, and finding out what I am made up of, and who he is, and what God is really about in the mix of us.

One day at a time, right?