A ray of sunshine came to me tonight.
An unexpected phone call from a very special person...someone facing their own darkness right now.
And in that call there was a sharing of sadness--but there was also a sharing of laughter. In that call, with our voices, we reminded each other that we are still here. No matter what the circumstances, we are still here. We are strong, we are growing, and we will make it to the next time the sun rises.
The obvious is true: life does not always go as planned. In fact, sometimes life sucks the big one. But another obvious is also true: we survive. We feel the pain, and cry the tears (as we should), and then it is a new day.
Buddha taught: Each morning we are born again. What we do today is what matters most.
So, I guess the key is to simply face that new day...do the best you can with what you have inside of you, and know that it is enough.
In fact...it's just right.
I am sending love to my ray of sunshine.