Who can blame me? After all, I fail to believe that God, like Thor, singled out our home with a mighty strike of a lightning bolt. No, Mother Nature with an unparalleled wrath brought our home down in one brief second of power. Nature is a remarkable force that we as humans try to predict and understand. We devote entire television channels to weather and people earn their livings by explaining to the masses exactly what forces in the atmosphere will either elevate or destroy their day. Yet, weather and nature still can be as unpredictable as a strike of lightning.
Knowing that the rains will fall and the storms will pass is common sense. Storms move on and do not always leave a path of destruction in their wake. Yet, in a moment of irrational thought, it seems that every storm is putting us in imminent danger. My heart aches for simply a beautiful shower followed by a joyous rainbow. It can truly be the calm that we face after a storm, and we marvel at its beauty.
We trimmed, clipped, replanted, divided and removed. There are flowers on the verge of bloom and buds in every tree. The bushes, neglected for two years, have now been given shape and room to grow. The soil is rich and dark and ready for a long dry Summer. The plants rise from the fertile earth like a phoenix from the ashes. There is life awaiting. They share the rain, each and every one, without regard to it's function or beauty. The weeds and the flowers must slake their thirst along with the grass and trees. Each to their own to grow and strengthen until they reach their potential and kiss the sky.
As the plants bring new Spring life to my world, I recognize that I, too can rise like a Phoenix above the shattered past. Life can bring us many tragedies. There are so many who suffer and cannot rise. We can all be a source of strength to those around us who have lost their own. Help others bloom and we bloom ourselves.
A post note about the pictures: Yes, the first picture is our home. It was taken by a neighbor and posted on-line. Think what you will of this digital age. The news hit the internet long before the fire department arrived. The second picture is also our home. It was taken by a different neighbor about two weeks after the fire. The contrast between what was left of our roof and the rainbow is hard to grasp for me. Her children spotted the rainbow over our home and insisted that she get her camera and take pictures to send to us. The last few pictures are from our yard. I can't wait til everything blooms!