Have you ever viewed points of your life like miles on a long winding road… as though you are driving at night with the lights off? I know it's a foreign concept, one that most will not understand, but there are moments that intrinsically you think you know where you are going only to discover you are on a road that you have never traveled before.

I look at the last few months and I guess I have more questions than I have answers, something in me is searching; and questioning; and wanting to know where I got off track. I was driving along in life and everything was right in the world... I was on this amazing stretch of road, enjoying the drive, the sun was shining and the air was cool, as if it was flowing directly off the ocean, then suddenly the fog rolled in and the view ahead of me was no longer clear. It turned from a beautiful day where the sun shown so bright, to the dark quietly suffocating the light. I stopped and asked for directions and was not given a clear destination, all they said was keep moving forward, so I must be patient enough to wait out the darkness and chaos.

Suddenly I am in unfamiliar territory, its dark outside, the fog is thick, and I can no longer find the switch for my headlights. If I knew where I was, then I could at least use my instincts to guide me home, but I am now on a very slippery slope with no way to make my way out without experience discomfort or danger.

I have parked the car and have decided to just wait, wait for the fog to lift, or for the bright morning sun to rise. Virtually at a stand still until I know for sure which direction I am intended to go, as fair, or unfair as it may seem I don't want to be lost anymore, I don't want to be unsure of my path and I certainly don't want to end up on a lost highway alone...