Too often I hear the expression “my life is on hold”and it startles me. I can see this wall building up, a veritable tsunami wave. Life itself protesting as it can never be put on hold. Will always move.
Imagine the avalanche as the man / woman gets the job or moves home! Should life then crash down and drown us all?
Forgive my meandering and dramatic imagery but this is how I feel. The phrase “ Life is on hold” is a disharmonious chord.
It reminded me that today is tomorrow’s yesterday. With these thoughts I give you also a little poem about the flow.