Peace

I reflect on times I’ve had to really put my head down and continue to push forward. Nursing school was one. Getting a divorce was another, and various other times of difficulty. I wouldn’t know how to push through storms if I hadn’t already experienced them. I can look through what looks like a hurricane’s spirals and see the beginnings of sky after the storm. I imagine when I get to that space, I’ll be able to see storm clouds dissipating above me. The air is always cleaner after the storm and I love the smell of wet earth and grass (not that we have much grass in the desert but I can imagine it anyway). I’m not there yet. I’m still sitting in the middle of it. But, even while being encumbered by the effects of storm activity, I am at peace.