Wednesday, 13 October 2010
One Day at a Time
If I look down the endless avenue of weeks that stretch out through the seasons I feel despondency settle over my heart like the dark shadows of dusk.
The long hours of empty days mock me with their silence and the pressure of time to fill weighs heavily on my shoulders.
I feel forlorn because my family is far away and my friends are few, and I feel frustrated because my distractions are small ones that repeat themselves ad infinitum.
I reach desperately for diversions that scatter like leaves before wind and I look long days in the eye and feel their emptiness deep in my soul.
But if I focus simply on today I find that the hours will pass, and that the hours will turn into days, and then days will morph into seasons.
And so with a story here, a meal there, a walk now and a nap later we will pass through these weeks in a steady flow of moments.
Yesterday we visited the geese. Today we will swim. And the rest of the week? No doubt we'll get through it moment by moment, one day at a time...