Life is less comfortable every day. I see and hear things at work spelling disaster, and personal trials have been abundant for 19 months. There have been moments of unbearable pain, that even though I am moving on- there are parts of my soul that will never be healed. I could live, and then drown in all of this. . .
But I am fortunate to see life! To see God in my life. To see wonder despite what media channels move to destroy. I see creatures just surviving like I do, but being beautiful about it. I see I can do better. I’ve seen it can always be worse. I’m so grateful for the gifts of nature, and the grace that seems to come when it seems everything is about to fall apart. I’m grateful to know I am still lucky, even when it seems I am not.
Thank you, Nature! For always keeping my nose above water. 💙