After the dust settles one can begin to take stock of what is left. But I’m guessing that whatever is left is what will last. Part of me built it and another part tore it asunder. I wish they would have had a meeting or at least sent a memo or two. Even now they argue with each other, wasting time and energy. I guess I will have to call the meeting. I need them. They are very talented but god they’ve made a mess. In the end its my fault. I should have been watching more closely. They’ve done this before and I thought their differences where resolved then. But I guess they just got caught up in what they were building.  I dread this but it must be done. But how does one begin a conversation between the Rebel and the Priest? We may need help to resolve this.