This wreck.

I have not responded to all the encouraging comments because I am in awe.
I have not forgotten.
I am in a repairing state of emotional connections. With others and myself.

Trying to find my place after being torn from the rooted discomfort of devastating news.
I have been placed in a beautiful sanctuary of work to be done.
There are people to meet and goals to accomplish. Lives to be lived and meals to be shared.

I suppose evaluating why will take a lifetime. As for now, I am thankful beyond words.

Being tossed like a boat, close to shore during a hurricane.
Knowing jagged rocks wait to claim the hull.
This storm is ending and rough waters will calm.

This boat is not a wreck.
This wreck is not a boat.

I am alive.