I am on a search… it has been fruitless and perhaps is a waste of time, and it will probably end in tears again. But I still struggle on and hold on. I don’t understand why though. It is a mystery, I just can’t let go so easily. Perhaps my mother was right in saying that I may take a while to make a decision, but one I have made it, it is final. The only problem with that is that I may hold onto it, even though it has died… but even a glimmer of hope- even if only seen for a second, I will keep on holding on that much longer. It is sad… a hopeless case it seems. Is it worth it?
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