Sunday

What are you doing today? I wonder.

My immediate thought was that you were going to be playing golf. I'll not be joining you.

I miss you. I look forward to our Sunday's together.

Right now I feel very trapped, COVID has been both a positive and a negative in that regard.

I see the light at the end of the tunnel and look forward to being out of this cage. One way or another, escape comes this year.

But being forced to sit still has been good for me. I was made to look at life, look at the possibilities, look at my fear, and make decisions I don't know if I would have forced myself to make if I'd been able to keep running. Not just from you, but from life and the possibilities before me.

I remember saying a long time ago that I was afraid of my own ambition.

What a terrible thing to tell yourself. What a destructive thing to fear.

As I let go of that fear, the world seems much more full of possibility, including you and Sunday afternoons.