"Out of difficulties grow miracles." - Jean de La BruyAre
This time of year reminds me that even on the coldest, darkest, most dreary days, there is plenty of warmth, light and beauty all around. Little miracles are everywhere when we need them most. Among them I count all your kind comments, encouraging emails, thoughts and prayers for my family -- they've meant so much to me.
Another little miracle? I'm ringing in the New Year at my childhood home where I'm staying to help my Mom while my Dad gets stronger in a rehabilitation center nearby. I count this time with both of them as an extraordinary gift. I'm fortunate to have the flexibility in my life that allows me to be here for them without any questions or complications. And every cup of tea I share with my Mom at our old kitchen table, every visit to my Dad when I get to see him smile, are treasures that I wouldn't trade for anything.
And even in those moments when my hope fades a bit, when I worry and fret about what's around the corner, little miracles find me. Like this lovely post from Heather at Lost In Arles that artfully reminded me of the countless things my parents did that shaped me into the person I am today. Or this beautiful reflection in Maureen Dowd's column last week that helped me remember that unconditional love is a gift we all can give in the face of suffering.
And even when grace and hope are almost gone, there is always gratitude. As 2013 begins I'm grateful for so much, including all of you. Thanks for stopping by, for all the conversations and connections. I'm not sure when I'll be back to a regular posting schedule, but hope it will be soon. I miss our chats!
Until then, I'm sending you wishes for a Happy New Year. I hope that your 2013 is full of so many little miracles. XO