Threads of Intent

Along the way, there have been markers. I still wonder the purpose behind those musical moments, or if there was any at all. These days, I am learning to look at those moments as the visible part of a golden thread. Perhaps, even, a thread that helped me stay afloat and hopeful through the strange years.


This long weekend, I have chosen to return to Holmdel and spend time in my uncle's house. The decision hinged on this: time is the most valuable thing you can grant someone else. We may not be "doing much," (I slept until noon, he is still sleeping due to an erratic sleep schedule) but I pray the exposure decreases our distance and he can see and be around my heart more clearly.

Family ties are important. They are threads, as well. 

FreethoughtShawn LiComment