Life hangs right there on the line.
Some days flapping in the wind, other days soaking in the glorious sunshine, and, or course, days when we are hanging limp from being left out in the storm.
But, this is it! This is the life that is being woven into a beautiful tapestry.
And living in the moment is the in between.
It is the weaving.
It is the small thread of time to reflect on the past, reach out for the promise of the future while taking hold of the present to live life to its fullest.
There is something about nearing the end of the second half of this third decade of life. It is like the in between. A somber feeling that I've lived a substantial part of my life, but also a splendid feeling like I'm just setting out on this journey.
I'm right there in the in between.
Aren't we all?
The place where you get the chance to make life make sense, make life count, and make life a piece of art.
We will not hang up our own tapestry.
But, we are the yarn that does the in between living.
Reflecting and writing on the word prompt given here for Five Minute Friday at Lisa-Jo's place. This week the prompt is: In Between
Officially, the rules are:
2. Link up at Lisa-Jo's and invite others to join in.
3. And then absolutely, no ifs, ands or buts about it, you need to visit the person who linked up before you & encourage them in their comments. Seriously. That is, like, the rule. And the fun. And the heart of this community...