The Blue Sky, The Sunshine, And The Grief

How can the days keep going, keep changing from day to night and day again, when we’re frozen in our sadness?

How can the world keep turning and the day-to-day keep occurring?

How can the birds still be chirping, and the trees still be swaying, and the mail still be delivered?

How can everything still be moving along like it does week after week but our tear-streaked faces have to look down at our phones to see what day it is?

The whole world outside our little corner seems surreal when simply putting one foot in front of the other is our entire goal right now.

It doesn’t make sense to a grieving heart.

But as I stared at this intensely beautiful, deep blue sky, I remembered this hard, mean day is someone else’s day of happiness.

Someone else is getting good news. Someone else is meeting a new love. Someone else is taking their dream trip. Someone else is immersed in their season of joy.

And they deserve this sunshine.

We all deserve this sunshine.

Love (and stand in the sunshine) more,

Dana