Finally, we get some sun. Funny how a few dark days make you appreciate the sun again. Just having the warmth and brightness wash over my face feels like a renewing. I can sit and soak that in forever, escaping into the luster and shine of the moment.
Then as quickly as it appears, clouds gather, and the glow I was enjoying has hidden behind a new storm. Tornado season for us here in Texas terrifies me, and with a few warm days lately, it reminds me it’s almost upon us. One moment is calm and peaceful, and the next turbulent and chaotic.
That is how my life with addict kids has been. A few breaks in the clouds to remind me that just because you can’t see the sun doesn’t mean it isn’t there.
If I could remember as we’re going through the storms of addiction, that behind all that darkness, there is brilliance so great it will pierce through. That does not mean it won’t test my strength. Frighten me. Have me running for cover. I may even give up on the uncertainty of when or if it will pass.
But if I can keep from getting sucked into the turmoil, let my light beam like a lighthouse to wayward vessels. Thus will illuminate and guide them home.
I am in the eye of the storm now. I can feel the winds changing. The atmosphere is growing. The distance is dark and scary, but here in the middle, the sunshine baths me in hope.
I believe we can withstand whatever mother nature throws at us.
Remaining calm and welcoming the waves of change is an opportunity for lessons learned: a new day and fresh starts.