We sit....and we wait.
On some days - I hope for a miracle. On others - I hope for nothingother than the courage and grace to embrace this new reality. This new landscape. This new life.
Letting go of what was. Accepting what is. Expecting nothing.
How quickly things change. In one minute - we're singing and dancing and celebrating joy. In the next - we're down on our knees.
No one promised fairness. No one promised justice. No one promised anything other than this hand that'sbeen dealt. It's how we choose to play it...that matters.
I look to the sky - ominous and grey. I look to the earth - spotted with yellow. I look to the trees - and see that they are greening.
I'm not sure if I should be hopeFULL or hopeLESS. I'm not sure of anything at all.
All I can do is sit...and wait....and breathe....and be.