I am not afraid. The unknown is scary and baffling and harsh, but I am not afraid. I feel the breeze on my face and hold the rain in my hand. I see the leaves changing and smell my son's hair when he comes inside after sweating in the yard with his daddy and I am not afraid. I am wrapped in arms that made the universe and are still small enough for me to hold. I can close my eyes when the tears come and see the face of my husband standing with me through tough times and reminding that we are going to be okay. Now I can return that for him. I don't worry about what is to come. I welcome it. I want to see where this rabbit hole is going to go.