On the Horizon
Clouds built on the horizon. Beautiful in the setting sun, yet the billowing castles of heavy moisture were ominous. Paul stood on our porch watching the stunning display of nature, while a knot of worry tightened in side of him. I loved my husband very much and knew that he faced the great power struggle of unpredictable nature and his faithful care of the land we had lived on for 20 years. It would soon be time for autumn harvest - or for spring seeding. These marvelous weather displays had occurred at both times of year. I watched this wonderful man while he watched the land, sky and horizon. Oh, he had his faults. There were many times over the years we had disagreed, sometimes more vehemently than others. Our marriage had the same balance as the scene unfolding before us. Great beauty in our solid bond, our ability to be good parents and then there were the times when our own clouds billowed on the horizon. The only difference? The predictability of how we, as partners, faced our lives together. And so, tonight did not frighten me as it had in the early days, because I knew we would weather this storm.
“Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass….
It’s about learning to dance in the rain.”
~ Vivan Greene
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