Sunday, July 15, 2012

rain falls

After too many days of dry, parching heat, the rain has finally come. I'm not sure all of our vegetation will spring back, some of it looking rather...dead. Beyond repair. 

I can't help but compare by making this an analogy of my life at the moment. So long a dry-spell without love or genuine kindness. Too long with the lies and manipulation and control. Far, far too long away from myself having gotten lost. Is there a way back now? Is there a rain fall coming for my soul? Or is it simply just too late. Self too far gone, too damaged, beyond ability to receive the rain if it does come? 

I was given a clear, and quite powerful sign around the job search. An opening at an organization I've drooled over for years - since college. I've sent in my resumé, made contact with folks who might know someone. And now I must wait. 


  1. I don't know if my saying so will help, but you are more resilient than some plant that has died during a drought. I hear it in your writing. You are just waiting for the rain again so you can bloom.

    I hope that this organization takes an interest in you. Wouldn't that be neat?!

    (btw, I keep wanting to click 'more please' over and over because I love it when you write)

  2. I hope, for my sake, for my children's sake, that I am more resilient than a dying plant. I'd like to think that's true. On the other hand, my brain operates very differently now than it used to. And maybe I have to accept that I am just changed, forever. I don't know yet. I can't write the future.

    Funny thought, to be able to "write" the future. I sure would blog a lot more if that were the case, and then you wouldn't have to click "more please". Also, the idea of you clicking that checkbox over and over makes me laugh. I get that way with particular "friends" on the interwebs. I want to know what ELSE is going on, what ELSE they're thinking, how they resolved such and such problem, but you can't just pick up the phone, you have to wait for the next installment. I'd promise that I'll write more regularly but that would be a lie. ;-) I never know when I'm going to or what will prompt me to. But thank you, I feel complimented. :-)