As some of you know the past few months have been some of the worst of my life. At times I have been overwhelmed by darkness and fear. Fear which has done its best to control me, lock me away from life and beat my body down. As the day have grown shorter, I have been keenly aware of the darkness outside as well as inside and the feeling of dormancy in my heart.
And yet, I wait for the light to come again. I hope, as does the earth, that the sun will come back and life will begin anew, with small shoots which grow bigger each day. I still know deep within my being that there is wonder in each day, if only I look for it. And I am reminded that words are light too, words of peace and joy and hope.
No matter what the problem, the darkness never wins. The light will always return.