Kites

Mr. Dick's kite,

Today we must fly a kite. Jumbled thoughts are grounding my soul. I know if I give the phantoms, ghosts and monsters flight that I will exercise them from my heart.

Every now and then, we have to re-examine our terrors. You know why? Because they are always with us and we have to accept them. They after all helped us become the people that we are supposed to be.

In my mind, I see it as looking at a rock. I know all of the crags and chips...I know every surface, but each time that I examine it, the rock gets smaller. Ultimately it won't hold me down with its weight any more. I look forward to that day and try not to rush it along. So today, I will give air to the thoughts that are troubling me and Troy will enjoy the sunshine and flight. Yep, today is looking up.