Watershed

It's one of those mornings that make me yearn for Fall. When temperatures started spiking near 100 degrees in May I knew that by July I would be so over summer. And, sure enough, I am. But we have a good six weeks of hot temperatures to go before things finally start calming down a little around mid-September.

But with temperatures in the 60's this morning I knew it was time to don the Keens and hit the trail again.  Checking the sky before I jumped in the Jeep I deemed it a wide angle morning; an overnight rain had made for dramatic skies.

And who knows ~ maybe it's the Fall-like weather... maybe it's my health issues... maybe it's life and all the ups and downs... maybe it's feeling my mortality ~ but like the tiny teardrops of rain that fell around me I let emotion wash over me.

"And once the storm is over you won't remember how you made it through,

how you managed to survive. You won't even be sure, in fact,

whether the storm is really over.

but one thing is certain.

When you come out of the storm

you won't be the same person who walked in."

*Anonymous*

I guess there's nothing quite like hearing "The reason for the procedure is to rule out cancer."  And then a week later to hear, "Well, there wasn't cancer there but..." 

The saga continues; the book isn't finished. I'm missing loved ones; but am so grateful for those near me who show me so often that they care.  Not just about this roller coaster of health; but about life in general.  How fleeting it is ~ how it's not a dress rehearsal ~ life is short ~ all those cliches that suddenly ring true. 

"The trouble is -

you think you have time."

*Buddha*

Staying positive is essential; but as friends have reminded me, it's ok to shed a tear now and then.  It's even healthy.

But...

"On particularly rough days when I'm sure I can't possibly endure,

I like to remind myself that my track record for getting thru

bad days so far is 100%.

And that's pretty good."

*Unknown*