Let Me Tell You Something…


You know when you’re stressed and you can’t quite talk about whatever all your stressed about right in the moment of it? Well, I got some of that going on, for a couple of months now, and every time I’ve thought the situation has concluded, oh, aha! it has continued. Eventually, it is likely I will expand upon that. Add to that both my husband and myself having been down with that terrible cold for close to two weeks, during which a bathroom faucet had to be replaced, and the trim and caulking around a window had to be sanded, repainted, re-caulked, etc. and then my husbands recliner broke, yeah, it just broke, then generally getting behind on all other chores and I’m still not caught up and, and, and…

But, let me tell you something I’ve learned in the last however many years, this too shall pass.

I’m going to tell you, right now, everything you’ll ever need to know about storms. Are you ready? Storms don’t last. The very nature of a storm makes it a tempory thing. If storms weren’t temporary, they’d call them something else. That doesn’t mean that storms don’t sometimes cause damage or at least make a huge mess, but they do pass.

And let’s keep in mind all those great quotes about storms… like that not all storms come to disrupt your life, some come to clear your path, and, the greater your storm the brighter your rainbow, and etc. Still, the only thing you really need to know about storms is, they pass.

In the larger scheme of things, I’d rate this particular storm presently as a Category 1. And there’s been some good news in it, an ongoing issue with my thyroid has been rated as “benign” but with a need for continued monitoring. So, I’ll take that, yes I will. And, we don’t live in an area that’s been directly affected by the wildfires that are raging in other parts of the state, or the PG&E power outages. However, my husband has had to go into some of those affected areas for work. There are truck drivers out there trying to make deliveries to grocery stores that are running on generators in areas where people have no power and no other access to food or supplies. My husband said going into cities where everything is dark is eerie, surreal. So, I say, count every blessing. And thank you, God.

I managed to write, for the next book, one of the most difficult pieces I’ve ever composed, and I’m not really sure how I feel about that, except that it feels like something I needed to write. And I’m not done yet.

Now, I gotta go wash my car, because it’s gotten filthy these last few weeks and I’m pretty sure if I do, that’ll make it rain.

Keep on keeping on.