Standing here on the other side of this pond, my pond ... the pond I dug out of the ground, on a random Sunday, with a friend who is no longer a friend, who was maybe never a friend. I dug the clay colored dirt out and thew it to the side, I used that dirt to fill other holes in the yard, but yet this giant hole still remained, so we covered the hole with some store bought plastic and filled it with my tears. And now I'm standing here, no longer who I was ... AND ... I am yet who I'm meant to be! Reflections on looking forward to the new ME!