In the exquisite difficulty of waiting, I find vulnerability. It’s a grace-filled pause, an acknowledgment that control is an illusion.

Uncertainty lingers, and as I await an answer that eludes me, I embrace the unknown, understanding that within this waiting, there is a unique kind of acceptance. Shadows emerge, the light dims, and I surrender to the enigma of what might come – be it what I expect or an unforeseen revelation. In the midst of not knowing, there’s a fragile beauty in letting go.

Nevertheless, I continue to wait hours at a time for answers while my imagination creates stories that will never match the outcome.

There are gifts and answers in the silence. It’s not for the faint of heart.

We are all experiencing a certain of uncertainties right now.

I love you,
Millie America