It’s pretty amazing when you take the lemons life throws at
you and end up making the most delightful lemonade. Sometimes, you mix a bit too much sugar in and then realize the sweet isn’t balanced at all
without the tart. Then you begin to understand that you truly can’t appreciate the
sweet in life without the sour. You try and try, mixing this and that, looking to find the perfect recipe. Then suddenly, all the crappy batches of lemonade
you’ve created pale in comparison to the one made when you abandon all the recipes and just go by taste.
This has been life for me this summer. What began as some of
the hardest months of my life are slowly turning into a sweet new season. As I get older, I've come to see that you really can’t understand
the power in growth out of pain until the clouds break and you start seeing the
sun again. Unfortunately, you can’t predict the weather, right? So, you wait and you watch and you hope. You hope for brighter
days soon and you hope that there’s a bigger meaning in all the gloom and rain. If you can just hold out long enough, the sunshine after said rain
can be the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen. I often think of flying in a
storm and what that moment is like when you rise high enough above the clouds
to encounter the sun. Sometimes, all the turbulence and fear becomes worth what
you see outside of it. And it’s glorious.
Below is my own little tribute to the remarkable people who
have been my strength when I’ve had none left this summer. These people are a
giant part of the reason I’m stronger, happier and back to feeling hopeful again. Some have flown across the country for me while others have simply
walked down the street. But, all of them have spent their time. On me. I am profoundly
grateful for these people. Because of them, I'm finally seeing the clouds part and the sun peeking out. These are the sweet faces of my first Denver summer and the reasons I had to smile, even through the rain:
"Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk before me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend." ~Albert Camus
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