Let There Be Light

A month ago, I truly thought there was NO WAY that Damon could rally to get four college applications out the door by November 1, no way. A month ago, we were operating in a deep fog. A month ago, there was more anger and sadness. A month ago, life seemed overwhelming. Last night, as Damon hit the "submit" button for his applications, I was overcome with pride, tinged with a bit of sadness too. Pride, in that he was able to prevail in this difficult time. Pride ,in all he has accomplished these last few years, inspite of the deep, dark, burdens he has carried. Pride that he is my son. Sad that he has to check "deceased" for his dad. How I hate that word, too. As much as I hate "widow". Sad ,that Lou is not here to share in these accomplishments. He, too, would be so proud of Damon. Yet, I know he is. And, he was smiling as Damon hit "submit", I know he was, I felt it. It's November. It's blustery, darker, and everything November is supposed to be. But I see a sliver of light beginning to enter our home. It is hopeful. Life does go on, doesn't it? Damon WILL go to college. And, we WILL get through this. I'm ever so grateful for that sliver of light.