Some days it seems I’m in-between more than anywhere.
In-between here and in-between there.
In-between who I was and who I want to be.
In-between where I’ve been and where I now see.
In-between dreams that have died and those just born.
In-between drop-offs, pick-ups and mess-ups galore.
In-between bedtimes that take too long and mornings that come too soon,
In-between the starry sky and bright side of the moon.
In-between great losses and bountiful gains.
In-between parched dryness and soul-quenching rain.
In-between should-have, could-have and would-haves if known.
In-between all the ways that show me I’ve grown.
In-between the girl of my youth and the woman she thought she’d be.
In-between the dreams of her past and ever present reality.
In the in-between is where I find myself these days.
And I’m starting to realize that is ok.
It’s ok to be where God’s put me to grow.
If that’s stuck in-between, then I’ll wait for the “go.”
Truth be known: life’s all one big in-between,
In-between the beginning, the end and eternity.
If the in-between’s are all we have, there really is no doubt,
We must make the most of all of them before our time runs out.
“What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done, and there is nothing new under the sun.”- Solomon, (Ecclesiastes 1:9)