An old John Denver songs goes like this, “Some days are diamonds, some days are stone.”
I had a day or two this week that was pretty rocky. My tears were on the edge; my emotions were fragile.
But today was a sparkly kind of day.
Though my own son and his family are far away, and I face another holiday without them being part of the celebration, kindness has been extended to me in the dearest ways.
I think my love language includes words. I like to speak them and write them, telling people how they have affected my life, to encourage them along their journey, and to express what they mean to me. So when I receive words, they sooth like a healing balm.
The last two days I have been gifted with words. A card, a letter, a digital greeting, and spoken appreciation all conveyed kindness to my grieved spirit. Words reassured me that I am loved.
I needed those words this week.
I also had the privilege of offering my words to a group of women at a Mother’s Day brunch today. It was delightful to share time and conversation with God’s beautiful women.
We ate well. We talked among ourselves. We laughed and I met new friends who share my love of the Savior. We were a sisterhood.
Holidays can be hard on us, filled with expectations and pressure to celebrate in a certain way. Then they can do an about face and suddenly it is a warm quilt taking away the chill of feeling alone.
The pressure, the heat, the aggravation, and the pain are just as much part of life as the pleasure, the sweetness, the shining light, and the jubilee.
Our days are made up of the rough and rugged, the charm and wonder. They run through our lives like dual rails on a track.
There is a time for everything under heaven. Tears and laughter. Joy and sorrow.
God uses all of it to create a life as precious as diamonds.
This morning I too had a wide array of emotions, excitement, compassion, anger, disappointment that was followed by tears. Then Joy unspeakable that was full of Glory. I’m thankful for understanding and words of comfort, they were gifted to me by someone who loves and cares about my hearts disappointment. I’m thankful.
Oh Peggy! So very true…
what my heart feels far too often on holidays sister, mom, niece my womenfolk…Family too far away on most holidays. Today I have my sweet thoughtful sons close by and I am thankful. Hugs and Blessings