Sunday, October 12, 2008

The Sound of Rain...

On Tuesday, thanks to my friend and personal chauffeur C, I had the opportunity to go back to weSpark and participate in the creative writing class.

While we listened to the sound of rain I wrote the following:

Rain falls outside my window and off in the distance I hear thunder which reminds me of my personal journey and my path to see rainbows and sunshine.

The dark days are a normal part of this process. The road to recovery has been paved with a lot of love and support but it is the portion of this journey that I must travel alone that is at times the most difficult. The moments where I reach into the very depths of my soul and confront the events that have transpired and work through how I have been forever changed. It is not the physical changes that I write about although I suppose those are constant reminders. It's the internal changes -- the spiritual and emotional.

I know that I will continue to hear the sound of rain but I also know that sunny skies are within my reach.


Ancora Imparo
Marla

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

The best thing about gloomy days is the contrast they provide us. The sun shines so much more brightly and clearly after the rain.

We love you.

Marilyn, Fred and Betty

bleuloeil said...

Beautiful!!! as you are my friend!