Life today seems transitory,
As we move on from place to place.
Gone is the time of a job for life;
And old landmarks are removed to make real estate space.
Friendships are measured by numbers on screens
Not by a smile face to face.
Relationships are disposable,
As for greener pastures we race.
“Home”
No more than a “down-time” space.
As all blurs by us, on to what do we hold?
What is it that tethers us in place?
Padre
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Insightful and thoughtful write!
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In answer, Padre, as to what tethers us, I have to say with sadness, Not a lot. And so anxiety and depression and dissatisfaction rule the day. For myself, my tether lies within
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That internal tether is a strong one. I did have your move in mind as I wrote the piece. All the best my friend.
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Thank you, Padre. Very much appreciated
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Very true and an enjoyable read. I liked your questions at the end. Food for thought 🙂
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