Miracle weekend!
It’s a nice sunny Monday and the weekend was a miracle. Sometimes, I’m not too keen to welcome the weekend for I know it might be a lonely affair. And this weekend was one I was not looking forward to. And a little call to my guardians set that right. To be amidst a loving family makes a world of difference. It prepares you to take on the rest of the world during the week. And so here I am. Pampered with love and ready to make an impact on the world.
Ah yes, I forgot. This was supposed to be a place of miracles, right. Sunshine after rain. The silver lining. Late last week there was a proposal. Informal though but required a photograph. And, for once the fighter in me had retired. My place in the sun, dreams, they had lost their sheen somehow. There was a tired, heartfelt whisper that just said I was deeply disappointed about dreams, love. And, smack in the middle of the weekend comes the answer! Totally out of the blue. Like a spring flower in an arid spot. Everything was off. The proposal was not to be carried forward! You could have knocked me over with a feather!
So that was a miracle! And yes, it reinforces my faith in the beauty and truth of life! Good luck, folks. I hope you’ll begin to see you miracles too. Soon.