like you can see a storm roll over the hills and descend on the valley where you stand at complete peace, well this how I see this week looking. On Thursday last week, I could see the clouds gather and I have had the weekend to allow the calm before the storm to ensue but as I look forward to the weeks ahead I see the first waves caress the side of the ship.

I wonder how positive I can stay as the waves wash over me with increased intensity. What an ominous thought! Yet, how wondrous to know that the ship breaking apart is only half the story, with the other half being the real story of survival and everything that entails. Time to believe nothing is impossible, seeing every day as true challenge while keeping a sight of the what I’m really trying to achieve.