Yep, I definitely wrote this one about dipping my toe into Mastodon given all the *gestures at madness* at Twitter. But it also works for the new year, so…

 

It’s not that I’m afraid of change.

Change as growth, change as a delightful surprise, change as a leap into a wondrous unknown – no, how could I fear those?

It’s change as loss.

And it isn’t fear.

To know that tomorrow, something loved, someone cherished, a steady truth that brought peace will vanish

Only to be replaced by something new, someone absent, a starting over,

That isn’t fear.

It’s grief.

I loved my little broken world.

I’ll love the new one too.

I just didn’t want to say goodbye.