On a week that began with my 59 year old brother-in-law’s funeral, I did not have very high hopes. Amazingly the weather has been stellar. Crisp autumn days that make you want to curl up with some apple cider and a good book. Yes, we had some rain yesterday, but we needed it. My point is, after all of the sorrow, the sun will still rise the next day. Our lives move forward, just different, and possibly a little more empty than before. The feeling of emptiness will dissipate, but that takes time. Life does continue!
I take comfort with my family, but aware that we never know what is in store for us. We can plan, guess, estimate all we want but that will never take away the unknown aspect of the future. One thing that we can count on is that tomorrow morning the sun will rise. There will be several less people here because their lives have ended. There will also be brand new, little someones just born!
As for me, my smile will be on my face as always, even though my heart is sad. I am hoping the smile turns inward and heals my heart!