Quiet Company

Lately, I have been feeling quite lonely. I find myself searching for temporary distractions to fill the void where a sweetness once lived. The hard part is not then, but it is now.

Everyone has experienced some kind of loss in their lives. So why do we separate? Why do we feel like no one understands? Why do we feel hopeless? Sometimes I am not sure anyone can actually answer these questions, yet we can all agree we have felt this way at one point or another. So I find myself looking for momentum and inspiration from my surroundings.

I look out my window to the drippy white birch tree and see a tattered spider web, glistening in the sunlight. I can't help but think of all of the time and precious energy this tiny being put into making the most perfectly symmetrical creation of survival. Then I wonder, how many times was this poor creature's web destroyed by the harsh elements of an ever changing world? Yet she keeps building. But this time she might spin her weave a little tighter, build a little higher. And ultimately, her world will be stronger than it was before.

Sometimes the answers to our difficult questions are all around us.They are delicate. They are quiet. But it just takes a little sunlight to illuminate them.