This Winter is dragging on. I thought a saw some relief days ago, but just as quickly it has vanished.
The days are long, dark, cold and windy. The heater is our only respite.
My child chooses to argue with me relentlessly, and I respond over-emotionally – I don’t know if it is the after-affects of the lunar eclipse that is wrecking havoc in our worlds, but times are trying.
I try to look up, but when I am reminded of repeated failure, I feel like that is ALL I know. How do you feel good when what you experience is anything but?
The slimmest of lights has me wondering. It has me with little Hopes.
My sister once owned a clock that read
“The best times and worst times have one thing in common… they never last forever.”
It’s one of those sayings that have left a forever imprint on me.
Because it’s a sentiment that lifts you up amidst times of hardship, reminding you that something good is around the corner… and it keeps you humble when you are as high as a kite, riding on the coat-tails of life and feeling the love and adoration of the world at your feet.
What goes down, must come up… and vice versa.
And just this afternoon, I noticed that it was lighter outside when baby girl finished with her usual Monday afternoon swimming lesson.
We leave at the same time each week, but today it was lighter.
Well, maybe things are turning around the corner after all.
The darkness is leaving, and making room for the Light.