Sunrise this morning was at Jazzercise. I had an odd moment when we got down to do sit ups and I looked up at the ceiling- and it wasn't the ceiling I've been starring at for the last 5 years... the squares were much smaller (an' not at all square) and they are outlined in black tape. All the "faces" and shapes that I had gotten to know, were gone. It was a startling moment for me. Briefly, I felt very alone in a strange place.
Think of it like a tree...it changes as it grows. The limbs become stronger and they reach up towards the sky. The loneliness will slowly fade like a the winter fog as the golden ribbons of another day's dawn comes and touches it.
ReplyDeleteAnd like a flower you will follow the sun and...you will be home again. xx