Let me tell you a secret. Time misses not a single beat, it counts down and refuses to miss a moment. As we may struggle through these storms that tear apart our hopes, plans, dreams, homes, and feelings…time continues to nick away at our mental stability with each breath. It is the thing we do not understand and as such, many fear. A month and a half has passed since I last wrote, picked some up today. Right at the cusp of closing out the first half of Hail. 
I almost lost my son in that time, could have lost my older brother, too. My younger brother has joined the service, and in a week me and my chitlins will be moved into our new home. The job that pays my bills has been filled with so many highs and lows I’m wondering how I managed to get onto this roller coaster. How do you remain steadfast in your faith? When I believe I’ll finally break, when it’s impossible to take any more strain, that’s when I find the core of my faith, and God has never failed me here. There are plenty of things I wish I could do better, so many I’m working to improve. Yet, same as when I wrote the first and second book, same is with everything else in my life, all things come in due time. Just as they are meant to happen, when they are meant to happen. You cannot rush life, love, nor time. 

Take a breath.