This is the unravelling the coming apart the end of what was but hopefully a new start? this is a tough transition, though it's hardly the first it comes and it grows, it burns and moans, It's blessing and hurt.. This is the way it has to be, the roll of the wave. One certainty said is that everything changes. This is the call in the night from the crest of a hill tells you, 'Don't straggle too long, it's unwise to hold still'. It's the role of the players who come when there