This morning I sit quietly,
my cup of coffee steaming on the windowsill,
as the rain streams down outside.
It’s late spring in our region,
the sky is watering my tiny swiss chard and kale plants.
The weeks leading up to this moment of peace have been challenging.
My body told me to slow down with bronchitis and exhaustion.
My stepfather passed away of a heart attack unexpectedly.
Two of my three kids are out of school for the summer.
And my mom’s cancer treatment continues.
I sit quietly this morning and reflect on all of this,
and all of the blessings that have come into my life.
As I write, I am enfolded by a comfort quilt gifted by a friend.
It was made by members of a local church and I can feel the love that went into making it.
My colleagues have set up a meal plan for my family.
I have been surrounded by comforting arms and cried with many loved ones.
I have received cards and love from far and wide.
In all of this, every aspect of life,
from the happy to the sad,
I know that I am surrounded by love,
and with love anything is possible.