The flu is in our village….
And so today I laid on my couch and dozed on and off and let the bug travel through….
It never really got sunny and yet I watched brightness come and go….
There was a heaviness to the gray until the rain came….
It actually seemed to be brighter when it was raining than when it was not raining….
It got me thinking about life and grief and what a gift it was that I could see the brightening in the storm…
I know grieving is not only related to death and I would guess that there are many people grieving, even if they have not experienced a recent loss….
I invite you to find hope in what I witnessed today…that while the rain pours down there is a brightening that occurs. It does not mean that the grayness is gone for good, but it does promise that lightness will often follow….
I am learning so much about life and death, God, family, friends and myself during this storm of my brothers death.
And I still wish 11 weeks ago would not have happened. I miss my brother!
I hope we will all hang onto the hope that some day there will be no more storms…..