Getting Lost

 Sometimes life happens. Noise happens and the hurricane takes you by surprise. Just when you think the turbulence is at its strongest and you're never going to make it, peace comes and you're in the eye of the storm.

You decide it's okay. You sheltered in place. You hid, you made it, and now you're fine.  You did not realize that things are quiet only because you were in the eye of the storm and the back of it is on the way. When that part of it comes, and passes through, again you sigh. Again you made it through. But life has another set of unsettling issues to throw at you.  Here come the tornadoes after the hurricane - unnamed and without advanced warning - but fierce. Will your house stand? Will your soul remain unfettered?  Will your heart remain intact?  That remains up to you - it is at the mercy of your foundation.

I realize today that though I believe I've come through the hurricanes and the tornadoes, life continues to happen, yet I am thankful for the foundation.  I am thankful for life continuing to happen.  I look around and I see things still standing that are mine, and I am grateful. I see things that are lost that were mine, and I feel the pain. My mom left me in December - three minutes after the close of Christmas day of 2022. I still feel that. But love still stands and I still remain fine.

My house is quiet. Various  potentials for love have come and gone. But I still have a place to call home.....and here....I remain thankful for each new day.