I woke up this morning to fog and rain. Something pretty common here as of late. Then I got a text from my Love telling me the rain and fog were going to burn off and sun and blues skies were to make an appearance. It really hit me, these words he spoke for it really and truly is a metaphor for how my life has been over the last month. There have been so many emotions and like the weather a lot of clouds overhead and feeling rather grey from it all. Then there will be moments where it all gets carried away on a cleansing breeze and with that breeze are clear skies that bring hope and renewal.
Next week I will start another part of my life and I’m not sure how it will go but I know as Mother Nature continually shows me, so long as I listen, that there will be days of rain and days of sun. One cannot survive with out the other and it shows me that under all that grey there is still blue sky, even if it can’t be seen and as this morning and my Love has shown me once again it is all about a balance and having faith. I need to remember this on the days that are filled with grey, in reality and metaphorically.