"If I should grow weary..." were the thoughts that echoed in my heart as I stood entranced by this masterpiece before me. The Great Painter reminding me how small I am in this painting of life is both humbling and incredibly encouraging.
The days might be dark, or we might be sapped. Somehow, for me, standing in front of the night sky, nothing felt daunting. Pressing onward is not an option... it's a privilege and a responsibility we each are given.
As I sit here on the precipice of having to say goodbye to our beloved Maisie, still so young and beautiful and vibrantly full of life, everything in me crying why why why???, I feel that same sense of overwhelm. Yes, going forward is not an option. It is a gift and oh, may I do it with greater awareness and gratitude. Thank you dearest.
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