My worry is like a shadow. At times it is before me, at times it is behind me, but it never leaves me.
The sun shines brightly on my life, the blessings the light brings reflect off the golden hair of my children, brilliant rays that bring peace and clarity. The shadow is behind me, distant and small.
Yet, some days there is a cloud, some days the darkness looms, some days I cannot break free of its shade. Larger than life, it grows to blot out the sun. I cling to the truths I know: the sun still shines, I just can't see it.
In those moments, let me cling to you. No words will dispel the dark, but let me feel your strength when I can't summon mine.
Don't say what I know, that all will be well, that all is for a reason, that all works for good. These mantras play in my head, and yet they cannot always be a flame in the cold abyss. But if I could rest in your arms, and dream in your love, the shadow becomes a solace; only with you.
Please be still. Please be silent. Please show me what I can't see for myself.
Just in this moment. Just for a little while.
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