Waltzing
Sometmes it takes tragedy to see past the murky waters, and see who and what we are as individuals. There have been tragedies in my life, and in the lives of my loved ones. And a few days ago, I was met with another one. It was a tragedy long before then, but, it became much more real in the past few days.
Life is much like a dance. Some waltz, some tap, some even headbang their way through.
I’ve spent a life time of being… strong. Because, my belief was that no one could handle another’s burdens, no matter how tired you may have gotten from handling it on your own. But someone taught me a different lesson today. Instead of head banging my way through, or tapping around the obvious, I should waltz.
Sometimes we are just not in control, though we want to be… we would like to be. But, sometimes, that’s just not the case. We fear not being in control, and alot of times our waltzes through life are more like the Two Step with two left feet.
So, perhaps it’s time to waltz, and… let life lead for a change.

Even your blog entries are poetic and writerly. Wonderful stuff, Brooksy. Wonderful.
Clyde
Clyde… love yah, mate, and thank you for the encouragement.