Watching the water ripple

I sit here outside in a park near my home looking at the clouds in the sky. It is Easter Sunday and I wanted to be outside. For I have been inside an office and inside my home for what seems like forever. This Thursday I will be in California visiting my sons, my mom, and the few friends that are still in southern California. Not to mention the fact that I’m not sure when or how I will be returning. Alexa may end up meeting me in California and if that is the case, we will be driving back together over the very same route I took to get here. I miss her and I love her and I do want her to be here with me. I am uncertain about if the journey will happen or not. I do have a return ticket home, but everything is still up in the air.
Granted life is up in the air. Always in motion, just like the wind as it pushes the clouds in the sky. You can never truely predict the outcome. Oh you might be able to guess or infer, but you can never know.
I guess I am just aprehensive about not really knowing. I’ve come to a point in my life that I realize I don’t really know. I just need to accept it – because there is no certainty in life – and I need to do the best I can and make the most of my life.