Paralleling Nature

Translucent masses of grey
Swirling in the sky --
Turmoil brewing.

Tears streaming down
To frown the earth in sorrow --
Depression sulking.

Clouds wrung dry
Clearing the turbulent sky --
Sadness released.

I always wondered how nature writers could so perfectly relate to what is happening in nature. This is no longer the case. Yesterday's weather was cold, gloomy, and wet which matched my life perfectly.

Yesterday evening I found myself sitting on the swing in my backyard looking out towards the horizon where the sun should have been setting. Of course, I saw only the swirling of ominous looking clouds. We had just found out the my sister was being admitted to the hospital to begin treatments for Guillian Barre, an extremely rare virus that attacks the central nervous system. My sister lives on the other side of Pennsylvania from us in Philadelphia (quite a far trip).

After the numerous phones calls from my mother about what was going to happen and what my sister's outlook was like I just needed to get out and process things. Therefore, there I sat in the cold rain and darkened sky swinging like it was summer. The slight breeze helped to clear my thoughts and put everything into perspective for me. For once, nature was the rational being.

Now, today, the sun is shining, and my sister is full of hope and on the road to recovery. It's like God is smiling down on my family right now. It's funny how nature can parallel our lives and help us stay grounded through even the most terrifying of times.