Sometimes there is a moment, or a prompt and your heart stops. Your mind pauses. And you are reminded of those things which are truly precious.
Reading this poignant and humbling comment on my “Before….” post last week brought one such pause to me, so much that I have been compelled to lift this and share it here.
How wonderful we have the benefit of sharing our stories, especially the ones that harken back to the day when life as we knew it changed us forever. and though those stories are stark and sobering, the emotions so cataclysmic, it is good to take what we can from them to see how far we have come; to honor the day for the changes we’ve been put to task for -to realize that every drop of rain is a miracle, every fragrance sniffed from a flower is beauty we can apply as a balm to our psychic and physical wounds, and that each new day brings with it possibilities that can also alter our thinking, our feeling, and enhance our sense of gratitude for this incredible cyber community, all those who GET IT. some might sum all that up and simply say that misery loves company. but we know better – that living with grace under fire, still being able to reach out and embrace and help so willingly to share the burdens of those who struggle with much of the same wounds with love and support, listening, compassion, empathy and a fine-honed sense of hopefulness that can uplift, inspire, and soothe, and give respite to others’ hurting hearts. we hold onto one another, fill the universe with powerful and enduring caring and love – and know we are not alone.
Thank you, Karen for your wise and heartfelt words, and for bring love and light into our lives. I wish you that very compassion and virtual companionship with the grace that you gift to us as you move along such a tough path yourself.