Last weekend I certainly celebrated the "lazy
days of summer". On this rare occasion, I hardly left my sofa, much
less my pajamas and my mood was equally pathetic. Exhausted from this
thing called "life", crashing seemed the best option as the stormy
weather dictated all outdoor activity cancelled until.... FOREVER! With
no plans and no sunshine in sight, my horizontal mind embraced the gloominess
of the weather, and sadness crept in stealing my inner sunshine!
With the steady sound of rain falling, I dozed in
and out of consciousness, and my mind drifted to the places that my life
protected! I intentionally stay busy with an unattainable schedule
because I am not comfortable with the empty spaces as they are reminders of
missed opportunities, unhealed pain and regret. I wept.....
When the sun returned Monday morning, so did the
usual distractions of my normal life, but perhaps with a clearer understanding
of rainy days! Life's forecast comes complete with as many variables as
the weather. A grieving season and tears prove to be as necessary as a summer
rain, refreshing the soul, nourishing the spirit, and healing the empty
spaces urging on the GROWTH of our bountiful garden!!!
