Vows are such a tricky thing.
They are like stoic statues that time forgets, never changing while the world changes around them.
What do they mean? What happens when you change? What happens then your entire identity gets shaken up and dumped out in a sort of chaos, pieces scattered about to be picked up, the “correct” order long forgotten.
How do you adjust?
Why is change so hard, when - yes it’s a cliche - the only thing that stays the same is change?
For the record, I have not broken my own. Created with all possibilities in mind...