A follow up to this post, to give you reference.
I've known adversity in my life. I've known true sorrow. I've lost loved ones and had my heart broken many times. Looking back, all of this was pretty typical, pretty normal in relation to what everyone goes through in this life. I used to think I had lived through some pretty tough times. Up until four years ago.
Four years ago, I found out I was pregnant on the Friday before Mother's Day. Then I miscarried my baby over Memorial Day weekend. From that point on, I have felt the rain falling on my life and in my soul. At different times, in different ways.
I got pregnant with Marissa four weeks after my miscarriage and almost miscarried her as well. It rained throughout my pregnancy with Marissa, through the time I was told she had an anomaly in her brain, a two vessel umbilical cord, and was small for her gestational age. Through the amniocentesis that gave no answers, through the genetic consults, through the time when I was urged to terminate. It rained when I was told she had stopped growing sometime between 31 and 34 weeks, that she was breech and they would not be able to turn her. It rained when I was told I needed to have a c-section.
It rained when she was born and was taken to the NICU to be put on life support. It rained every time she had to be re--intubated. It rained when we were told she needed heart surgery, when it was decided she needed a trach and g-tube. It has rained off and on since we brought her home on May 31st, 2007, through the different procedures, surgeries, and illnesses she has had to endure. And now, it is raining through these times, when I can not figure out how to spend the day with my girl without her throwing constant tantrums.
All of this is not to say that there have never been any sunny days in the past four years. Quite the contrary. There have been many times when the sun has come out, nice and warm, healing the hurts. I would even venture to say that there have been more sunny days than rainy ones. But the sunny days are always tempered by the knowledge that there is a rain storm lurking on the horizon. The rain is ever-present.
Now, before you go thinking that this is sounding like a commercial for Prozac, I want to list the positive aspects of rain.
Rain makes things grow. Just like the rain makes the flowers, trees, and grass grow, rain in my life over the last four years has made me grow. Having Marissa here has made everyone who meets her grow. All of the negative things we have experienced with her issues have made us stronger.
Rain cleanses. It washes dirt, muck, and grime away. Every time, after the rain stops, I feel refreshed and renewed. Clean. And, once again, the sun comes out and makes me smile.
Rain gives life. Looking back, I did not feel truly alive until Marissa came along. I had fun, I loved, I felt happy. But I did not truly live until she was here, problems and all.
Sun always follows rain. Long periods of rain make me appreciate the sun even more. Without the rain, how can we truly appreciate the sun? We would take the sun for granted, become complacent, and stop growing.
*edited to add* You can dance in the rain! One of my friend Ann's favorite quotes is "Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning to dance in the rain." Isn't that beautiful?
Rain brings rainbows. God's promise that He will never leave us to die, cold, scared, and alone. A promise that He will cover us with His grace, not because we have done anything to deserve it, but simply because we are His.
Rain can be a good thing. And we will see the end of this rainy season, knowing the next one is waiting nearby. And, by God's grace, we will survive.
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