Tight Squeezes

The sun has broken through. The frost has thawed on some of the cars. I am no longer stranded but feel like an island close to shore. The cold water running between us. The waters here are rarely warm. The Gulf Stream has to really stray off course and with it come the waves. Waves you talk about on a winter day when summer seems so far away. A rush of adrenaline.

February has passed. We're into March. I feel the tightening of a noose around my throat. It's that time again when things become financially tight. Another test of faith? The cupboard is bare because I hate to shop. Ordering groceries online from Peapod is a luxurious thought. I haven't had a decent meal in awhile. The other car is in the shop. I'm stranded. Every one is so busy and I have to content myself with myself. The words keep tumbling out. I am productive but breaking out of the circumstances seems impossible. I let go. I let God. I trust. This, I have not forgotten how to do.