In Madrid, in my neighborhood.

In mi barrio anoche

The feelings and thoughts are both difficult to describe and still I’m trying. I took a few pictures while I was on a walk tonight. A first for me.

I’m alone. And that’s the best I can say. I’m here trying to do something and if I don’t fall on the door front of God I don’t know what else I’ll do. I have to trust God in this transition, Spain seems like a different world and we are still people. I’m without an understanding and still I understand. Praise God.