Living between the lines . . .

Not sure what that title means. Not sure at all. So much going on, so much, all at once.

Here is where I live some days, here between the lines. Where joy and blood mingle, where words sound hollow and can not communicate the depth of what we feel.

Life brings us places we don't expect to be - we don't plan on having the bottom drop out of our world, we don't schedule heartache, we are surprised by joy.

Children are born, jobs are lost, hearts are broken, and, and - tomorrow holds untold mercies.