So I'm losing my job in a month. This is life at 33. My soul has went through every stage of grief and I seem to go back stage two, anger. Yet, after reading some of my other posts, this is just another step in my life of emotions & experiences. Like always, I'll pick up my bags and move forward into another chapter. Yes it feels like rain is pouring on my soul from time to time, but at the end of the day, I'm walking into the sunset. I can sense the sun warming my face and clothes and I know that the future will be ok. As lost as I feel at times, I know who holds my future tight in His hands. So I'll press on towards tomorrow, with hope. Till next time my friends.