Life is fine, busy, productive … normal.
Then – with the suddenness of the storm itself – a certain song plays on the radio, you take a wrong turn and drive through missing neighborhoods, or your child has a nightmare and you’re startled with the reminder that something big happened, something life changing, something that can’t be undone.
You’re reminded that powerful emotions belonging to words like grief, fear and helplessness lie just beneath the surface. A rawness still exists. A wound only partially healed.
And once again you fight to get over it, once again you move on, once again you turn your thoughts to other things.
You hug longer, you breathe in deeper, you open your eyes and pay attention. But you move on until the next song, the next unexpected detour, the next dream.
That’s resiliency. That’s life.
Because just beyond
grief, fear, helplessness
joy, bravery, compassion … grace.
Maybe it takes experiencing the first set of words to fully appreciate the second.
Maybe it’s good to stay a little raw. Because without that wound, that tinge of unexpected remembrance, we’d let little moments pass us by without noticing.
We’d forget the clarity that came when the clouds cleared.