But for the stones in its bottom, a brook would have no song. I think that is a line to an old country song - or something like that - my memory fails me. But there's a truth to it.
If not for life's difficulties, challenges, and pain, I don't think we would realize how wonderful it is when life is truly good. We would take the good times for granted. I live in an area with hard winters. When the forest around me begins to blush with soft greens in many shades, my heart bounds with joy. If we'd not had winter, and the starkness of the bare limbs, and the snow, and the bitter winds, would I rejoice so at the signs that the world is being reborn? Probably not.
Life goes on. Good times await you. Trust that around the next bend on the road that is your life, something wondrous may happen. And since you have been through this, you will appreciate it all the more deeply and know not to take it for granted.
Hugs,
Cowgirl
If not for life's difficulties, challenges, and pain, I don't think we would realize how wonderful it is when life is truly good. We would take the good times for granted. I live in an area with hard winters. When the forest around me begins to blush with soft greens in many shades, my heart bounds with joy. If we'd not had winter, and the starkness of the bare limbs, and the snow, and the bitter winds, would I rejoice so at the signs that the world is being reborn? Probably not.
Life goes on. Good times await you. Trust that around the next bend on the road that is your life, something wondrous may happen. And since you have been through this, you will appreciate it all the more deeply and know not to take it for granted.
Hugs,
Cowgirl
