Last Friday, my friend, Leigh Anne Eck shared the poem below by Alan J Wright. In her Friday Night Quickwrite, Leigh Anne invited writers to write with her in response to Alan's words.
My Friday Night Quick Write Response
I have read the first 3 lines (of Alan's poem) several times, and I can think of several instances in which I experienced "the stormiest of days". The most recent being May 22- May 31 when Rodney was in the hospital (in Austin) with a collapsed lung.
In the midst of the confusion around how it (could have) happened, the frustration surrounding when he would (actually) be released, and the discomfort of sleeping in a hospital ("window") bed (me, not Rodney), there were "pieces of sanity" through it all. It has taken a few days for me to get back in stride now that we are home, but I think I am finding "jeweled fragments" of calm.
