I was laying in bed thinking today about how I am living in the in between. I mean really, I guess all of life could be the In Between, but this in between feels hard though, menacing and exhausting. It reminds me of several summers ago at the beach when I was swimming against rip current trying to get to the shoreline. I was at the beach with my daughters having the best vacation. The waves were large and fun to jump! We weren't out too deep, just enough to be in front