I've spent a lot of time the past few years pondering the way the winds of life can blow us into unexpected, and sometimes unpleasant places. Places that in our wildest dreams (or darkest nightmares) we never imagined we would be.

The only constant in life is change, they say. Like death and taxes it seems inevitable.

Each of us here have changed since we first came together in the name of Wes Clark.

It's funny isn't it, that some of those changes have brought us to this day and time, where some have felt they are no longer welcome at the place we've called "home" for so long. How we seem to have gone from being united to being fractured in a way that almost seems beyond repair.

Some of our long time posters have left the blog now that the primaries have ended, as some left the blog when it was still taking place.

That is one of the shifts in the sands of our lives that is hardest to accept for most of us. I don't think anyone wishes to remove the beach in order to reshape it, but it seems important parts of it have moved to another shoreline.

How will the winds of our lives shift the sands in the weeks and months ahead, I wonder?

Will the winds be gentle or rough, warm or cold?

Will the sand under our feet feel soft and comforting or rough and glasslike as we walk along the edge of the ocean of the world in which we live.

These are questions I cannot answer. No one person can. The answer can only come from the heart and motivation of each of the individuals involved in helping to shape what comes next.

I really truly hope that even if it comes to pass that we can't walk arm in arm, that we do find we can at least congregate around the warmth of a campfire built on those shifting sands to smile and laugh and remember the things we shared, the things we hold dear, including old friendships and even past fights, and though we may find ourselves to still be of differing opinions on some things that we realize that each of us is still a valuable and integral part of a great community. The Wes Clark community.