It astounds me, the way a ray of sun bursting through the clouds, illuminating the trees in their fall splendor, can make my heart soar and make me feel so alive. The last two months I’ve found myself gloomy more often than not, and every once in a while I get a rush of energy when the sun breaks through the clouds. It’s sad. I’m sad. Off and on. They call it SAD, anyway. Whoever they are. Seasonal Affective Disorder. Google will return a plethora of information on the subject, if one were interested enough to bother. Basically, I am fickle, like the weather. It has been an emotionally difficult time for me, what with memories and associations, and certain recent events. The daily weather forecast lately calls for rain, heavy winds, and flood warnings, more often than not. And those bursts of sun They have a name. Sunbreaks. They call them sunbreaks, here in the Northwest. A break from the normal dismal gloomy grey.
How fabulous to enjoy a sunbreak, while walking amidst a carpet of fallen leaves, hoping and dreaming of things to come. It’s been a week since the discovery, and I’m trying very hard not to overthink things and get too worked up about the what ifs. So far, so good, as far as I know. People are so kind. There have been so many kind, warm, thoughtful and loving comments and I appreciate each and every one. It means so much that all over the world there are fine people with loving hearts who are sending their light to the little one growing inside of me. We are blessed. We thank you all.
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