Every so often I remember that miracles do happen.
The darkness lifts into a silvery light on a difficulty that seemed to last forever.
A beautiful, sunny day appears without any sorrow or sadness; unfolding as if the sad time was a long time ago, and maybe it was but I still remember it, but differently with a blue sky day.
I am able to talk about sad times now, but a long time ago it was tucked into my soul in a special place in the darkness.
Today truly is a miracle because I can reach back and see things in a bright light that makes it a miracle for my spirit.