Failure

Some are obvious.
Some are hidden.
Some I try to hide.
Failures, that is.

Failures force new direction.
Renewing of resources.
Moments for consideration.
Ideas born of hope or desperation.

Everyone breaks.
Everyone.
Catch at the fracture stage, splint, and rest awhile.
Press on when it's a little safer.

In an emergency, press on anyway.

Gerald carries on fading, but there are more slight smiles now.
Hopes that he may be able to wish me well before he goes ...

It feels good to share his pain.
Physical and mental and emotional and spiritual.
And it can be crushing, though, I think, not beyond repair.

Time. For Everything. Fragility. Of Everyone.

L