Like Light Coming Through Clouds

Diana Instant+

Some moments break through dark days like light coming through the clouds.  The sound of a voice that untangles you every time.  Sweaters that arrive in the mail--intended for warmth but wrapping you in love.  A call from a friend who never tires of your sorrow.  The words that unlock all your tears.

Everything is going to be alright.

You nod, you tuck this thought into your pocket, where you can rub it when disbelief tightens your chest, when the longing for your own happy ending takes up all the room you use for breath. 

You hang these moments up--snapshots on the fridge of your mind. They are your comfort, your solace.  They give you the patience to wait for the return of blue skies.

Comments

[gem]

what a beautiful post, Jen...
tucking thoughts into my pocket & rubbing them when...
hanging these moments up-snapshots on the fridge of my mind...
love, love,
gem

[Leslie Lee]

Jen,
You have an amazing skill of putting events, happenings into words that we'd love to have words for but that often leave us speechless... how I love reading your writing. Put the kettle on and keep your stones of remembrance close in your pocket.
With gratitude~
Leslie

[Steffi]

Beautiful! And a lovely picture!

[Michelle Shopped]

xo

[Annette]

Leslie captured exactly what I would say, if I was good at saying things.
I wish there was a way I could tell you how your beauty and courage nourishes my own.

That branch, tree in the photo has me thinking about those occasional trees that grow in lakes. Sure it has its roots, but weaker ones. The water, the nourisher...could take it down if it gets unbalanced, but holds it upright in an embrace when the forces are balanced.

Grateful

[Katie @ cakes, tea and dreams]

So gorgeous, and hopeful and true. xo

[Leisa Hammett]

O.M.G. This is beautiful!