Just a few weeks shy of the one year anniversary of my divorce, I have been thinking of the good fortune that has come my way after a long, dark period. The storm I weathered in the last four years was the most challenging in my life to date. There were days I felt so overwhelmed by the sadness and fear of the unknown. The fear was paralyzing and the sadness was oppressive.
But what I know about life is the sun always comes out again.
Some choose to focus on the aftermath of a storm, but I always pay attention to the return of sunshine. When it does begin to shine again, I revel in the warmth, brightness, and the beauty that is more pronounced in the light.
Most days, though, are not one of two extremes: a significant storm or a perfect, cloudless day. It is important on those days to find a ray of sunshine. It might peek out for a fleeting moment, but it’s always there if you look hard enough.
Happy Friday!
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17 responses to “Seeing a Ray of Sunshine”
I love the Beatles and esp. that song! Your blog is refreshing and catchy. Great stuff here. I’ll invite my sister at MerryDotDandy to join, too.
Thank you Renae! I am glad you enjoyed your visit.
Ok, two things:
1. Favorite Beatles song. Not for the message, but for the music – I love the tune.
2. I’m glad that I was able to be a “muse” for your blog. I think. I’m not sure. But, I get the “why” of it. Thank you.
It’s a good thing Eric. Thanks.
I love that you are positive! The sun always returns, I promise it does.
Thanks for visiting and for the kind words.
I have been through the special, individually-crafted hell that is divorce. I have bouts of depression. I was trained in dealing with such things by the likes of The Smiths and Depeche Mode. But the sun is always there. Always. Thanks for the reminder that feeling said sunshine is a choice.
Oh, I like you a little more now that I know you listened to The Smiths and Depeche Mode growing up. We had the same taste in music. And yes, sunshine is a choice.
I’ll never forget the day when… my clouds magically went away. My friend called me, I was out by the canal with my friend and her family. We were roller blading. Laughing hysterically. My cell rang and I picked it up still giggling. He started telling me how worried he was for me, afraid I’d do something drastic. I looked up at the sky and shrugged “The clouds are gone Norm. It’s all good now” and mixed with the laughter were tears of joy because I knew I really was out of the shitter…
I’m glad you’re out of it too!
What a great story Marie. Thank you for sharing it. It’s nice to look back and realize the clouds are in the past. It’s a great feeling of accomplishment to know you survived it.
The sun is out gloriously today, so right now I see the sun everywhere. And it so needed after a long ’bout of rain.
We do need to look for the sun, even if it’s just a ray, often. Thank you for the reminder. It’s a good one.
Thank you Heidi for being an excellent example of being able to see the rays. You are an inspiration.
Somebody told me once that even the worst tsunami has an end.
So true, the sun always comes out again. And I always look for a little peek of sunshine too, even on the cloudiest day :)
It’s the best way to live a happy life.
So glad that the sun is shining for you again :)
Me too. A little part of me worries about the clouds coming back, but I keep focusing on the fact that there is always a ray.