just visiting

i have been feeling the melancholy of late. with an imminent move approaching, and all of the deadlines to make it happen, along with the realization that there is some finality to some of this, everything has taken on a much darker tone than i expected. today at work i stopped in the bathroom to listen to a song we play on air all the time. i realized i wouldn't be here much longer and that sense you get that the death of something is fast approaching suddenly hit me very hard.
i know that it's all good. God and life has shuffled the deck plenty in the past, and i know there's only more to come. when i first came to live in this area i felt like tom hanks in castaway and worked like mad to make my escape. eventually i realized there was no quick escape and that i'd have to wait around on that island a lot longer than i expected. but now as i'm clearing the coral reef and looking back i feel the same way chuck noland did as he stared back one last time at the island that had been his home. we're headed for deeper waters now and the last chance to turn back is quickly fading in the distance.
"dear Lord be good to me
the sea is so wide
and my boat is so small"

irish fisherman's prayer