Almost Separated

This day in mid August is unlike that of the season; cold, windy, rainy, yet oddly comforting to me. It is weather like this which makes me want to be home and to not venture out into the world. It satisfies the part of me who longs to be a young child of ten years ago. Those days when I'd do nothing but watch tv and read all day. Instead I must pack and sort through preparations of this life before moving on to the next one.

Moving on is funny. How easy is it to close a chapter of a previous life and go on to the next. What do you take with you? And what do you leave behind? Could you conciously separate the two? I know what I want to take with me- but will I be able to? Will I be able to keep those people who have grown close to me in my life? Will they still be there, but perhaps not as close as they once were? And suddenly will their presence become a faded memory of times long ago? No, yes....is it inevitable? I'll try, but is it enough?

So I step out into the big wide world. I still have my safety net, but I can't see it anymore. There are times when it will be visible; a phone call, an e-mail, a picture. But its not directly underneath me anymore. I'll be fine, I know that....but how can I be so sure?

But on a day like today, maybe being a young child again would be a comforting thing.