joy comes in the morning.
this may challenge is almost over, and my fingers are tired. i think i may have gotten my blog mo-jo back though, if there is such a thing.
today's prompt was react to this term: letting go.
previous to last april this might stumped me. but then the joys of early april came and the sorrow of late april went and i learned about letting go more than i ever wanted. sure i had to "let go" of that dream to meet that perfect guy, finish college, get married the day after, have ten kids by the time i was thirty...a long time ago, but that was not reality in the first place.
the reality i was faced with when the nurse called me and said, "well, you are still pregnant but you are miscarrying your baby..." made me let go. it forced what was rightfully mine out of my grasp. letting go. i had to let go of that dream, that although i only knew that baby in my tummy a short time, of what s/he would look like, that dream of what they would become...so many dreams. demolished.
but in letting go i remembered that joy comes in the morning.
Hold on my child joy comes in the morning
Weeping only last for the night
Hold on my child Joy comes in the morning
The darkest hour means dawn is just in sight
and you know what? eventually it did.
*song lyrics by bill gaither (my daddy would be so proud)