Limbo

It is limbo in every way. Limbo in weather and seasonal shifts. Daylight shifts. Weather cold. More sunshine. Hope of Spring. It is limbo in my love life. Doing taxes and feeling married. Planning finances and feeling single. Doing the relationship and feeling unsure. At work each day’s mail shifts my mood. Enough money. Not enough money. We can grow. We will sink. Living in a kaleidoscope. In my spiritual life I see God clearly and then suddenly I’m alone and it’s cold out. I know I am loved and then suddenly I am punished. In old Catholic limbo the unbaptised babies waited for prayers and indulgences. In this limbo I offer my own prayers. A light unto my feet. Baby steps. Aching heart. Help me. Please. Thank you.