{a grainy cell phone picture, from the 5th floor of the parking garage}
Dear friend,
It’s been a week of contradiction.
The weather once again turned cold and snowy, dashing our hopes of an extra early spring. Yet we awoke to the most magical of winter wonderlands. A wondrous sight to behold!
My first full week at the office went remarkably well. I work with a great group of people, my first project proved an initial success, and there was food–bagels and fruit, cookies and hot cocoa–and drinks. It was a good week. Yet, one of my grandmothers suffered a massive stroke on Tuesday; hospice has been called in; we’re saying our goodbyes.
I ran to the hospital for a bit on Wednesday. The minute the doctor started talking, I started bawling. Oh yes, I’m one of those. It was all I could muster to pull it together and head back to work. When I arrived, someone had parked in my spot; I had no choice but to park on the 5th floor of the parking garage.
Needless to say, when the day came to a close I was tired–the kind of tired that goes deep down to your bones. I fell into the car, wanting nothing more than to be home, for the day to be over.
Then I looked up.
It took my breath away, that view. The sky was dark and angry, the snow fresh and white, and there were just enough rays shining through to light up the cathedrals. A little gift straight from heaven.
I’m praying the same for you: a little something just for you that proves you’re not alone in this big, crazy world. Also, may you find the time and have the ability to love on those you love.
Life is precious, you know.
xoxo
Oh dear Amy, I'm so sorry to hear about your grandmother. As my mother always tells me, life wouldn't be life without the bitter and the sweet. You and your family are in my thoughts.
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Thank you, Rooth.
And it’s true, isn’t it? We may not like the bitter moments–but they make the other moments all the sweeter.
I'm so so sorry to hear about your grandmother. I'm definitely one of those people as well – and I think honestly, it takes a great deal of courage to be so vulnerable in front of strangers.
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Thanks, Deidre! And I\’m glad to here if ever we were together and sadness/extreme happiness arose, I\’d not be alone in my tears. 🙂