The silence I hold in me now seems less about the details of what has happened to me, and more about who I am becoming in the midst of these happenings. Everything changes. Everything. In an instant. It's all temporary. It's all passing. Life is fleeting. This year showed me that jobs come and go, we move to new places and see the world leaving behind only fading footprints, our hearts recede and then swell again like waves in an ocean. And in the midst of change, there is some small drop of divinity within each of us that points back to a larger constant.