Easy to feel unsteady these days.

Or untethered.

For reasons beyond our control.

I wrote a song years ago for my mum primarily. 

" I often wondered what you waited for.

Forgiveness or a chance to find release

A thousand lessons learned or none or more

A shouted prayer or silent plea for peace"

While that song was about my mum's physical and mental health struggles, I'm finding these words resonating for different reasons lately.

Looking for answers requires space and time, and maybe some discomfort.

I'll take the discomfort as a welcome reminder that the road is worth walking.