I told someone today, that, “I’m getting there.” And then I thought about where “there” is. And all of a sudden, I wasn’t sure. It’s not that I’m lost anymore. I just don’t know where there is. So, I actually thought about what I meant when I said it. And here it is. Every day, I get a little closer to who I am becoming. And I’m always becoming. With time. With new vision. With an ever expanding heart ( that is often forced to expand). All mixed in with reality. Not always comfortable. But always necessary. I guess I should say that I don’t know exactly who “there” is. But I think I’m liking there. She seems nice.