|tulips on my kitchen counter|
These past few days have been such a roller coaster of emotions. In addition to the lows I’m sure y’all are familiar with, my neighbor (who has an aggressive upper renal cancer) was ambulanced back to the emergency room Saturday morning. Thankfully he’s now stable, but we have no idea when he’ll be coming back home. My little neighborhood rallied around a text-message prayer chain Saturday evening … a high for sure.
Sara made it safely to Washington Friday evening and had the lifetime experience of marching there on Saturday. Thanks to Instagram (my only social media outlet other than this blog), I participated vicariously in marches country and world-wide: Port Townsend, Portland, Sacramento, San Jose, Minneapolis, Madison, Ann Arbor, Lansing, Pittsburgh, Philadelphia, Boston, Hartford, Washington, Nashville, London and Paris. To everyone who marched, thank you for participating – and sharing your stories!
And yesterday – for only the second time in the club’s history – the Atlanta Falcons won the NFC Championship. …and they looked pretty darned good doing it. We’ve got a smidgen of hope they might actually win the Super Bowl (which would be a first).
All of this is the way I “compose” my life, if you will. The way I balance the dark and the light — because life most certainly has a healthy mixture of both.
~Lea Ciceraro (emphasis mine)
This week I’m going to try my hardest to balance the dark with the light – and to share a few rays of light here.