I was looking at the random patterns made by the broken glass in the skylights, when I noticed the cloud. How it was nearly exactly the same shape as the broken glass.
As life changes, I find myself far from what my dreams had imagined. Reality has found me caring for my elderly mom who is sliding deeper into Alzheimers ... every day has become a unique challenge. The best I can do is to try to life as normal as possible for those around me.