Dark and Turbulent Waters

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Yesterday I learned that "Non-Responsive and "Ambulance" when applied to your dad are two of the scarier words in the English language. And they were the only words that registered when I received a phone call last morning, the rest were lost in the resulting mad dash to grab some things and get in the car.

After a great deal of waiting and worrying the doctor concluded he'd contracted an infection that was causing his brain to swell and administered the antibiotics used for meningitis.

At which time we were told it would be several hours before there was likely to be any change, and so I went to my parent's home to wait for news that he'd regained consciousness and said something, anything that indicated his mind was still intact.

Most of us have heard that the weather can affect our mood, but is it possible for our mood to affect the weather?

I went down to the lake, normally a place of joy or solace. But rather than carefree. the wind seemed angry, and the bleak gray sky transformed its usual wild blue beauty into something dark and malicious.

I stood frozen for many moments when I looked at these two pictures. There was a monster in my mind, the kind that ripped your loved ones from you- had I transferred this creature to the water? Had the enemy of my thoughts launched an attack, reaching for me with its malformed hand?

I went up the stairs to the comfort of the house and the call finally came. He was exhausted and lethargic, but he'd responded to my mom by saying "My babe" and squeezing her hand.

I returned to the lake and found the 'monster' had departed. And though the sky was still more dreary than usual and the lake was still churning, it, and I, were far calmer.

I am hopeful for bluer skies today.

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