Into The Abyss

Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.

In retrospect there have been many periods to say good by to. Generally these transitions happen with little pomp and circumstance. 

We live our lives preparing for the upcoming phases in our lives yet change is inevitable still at times we are blind sided.

My Practice Marriage

I say that tongue in cheek as I wish I had some of the experience I have now. That transition was extraordinarily difficult for me. I feared what came next as I loved my here and now. Still there was a lot of beauty in those times.I learned like drinking water from a hose. Some of it got all over my face. I emerged out the other side a better parent and person.

This little sketch I did a few days ago. It was of a woman at the end of a relationship that she knew had to end. It seems that ship had sailed. I guess I find it relevant today.

Death

Here I sit this morning in a country I am extremely ashamed of. We just want to war for no other reason than to cover up and camouflage other things going on.

People die in wars. People who are fathers mothers sons and daughters . Every mother and child will be entering a new phase of their life. a life without that person.

And then there is a person who dies. That is quite the transition. With all the transitions in life, you kind of know what’s coming.

With death, I have no idea.

2 responses to “Into The Abyss”

  1. vermavkv Avatar

    This is deeply reflective and moving. The way you connect personal transitions, love, loss, and the unknowns of life gives your words real emotional weight. Your honesty about growth through difficult endings — especially your perspective on relationships and change — feels both raw and wise. The closing thoughts on mortality and uncertainty linger powerfully, reminding the reader how fragile and meaningful every phase truly is. Beautifully written and sincerely felt.

  2. Stephanie Avatar
    Stephanie

    Out of words.

I would love to hear you opinion as well

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.

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