Spring is the time of transition. A time for birth and the labor pains that go with that. As a woman, I allow myself to get a bit too involved in supporting loved ones through these moments in their lives.
As I was cleaning out and rearranging treasured books, I found this poem that strengthened my grandmother in tough times.
She shared it with me during a challenging time in my life. New Golden Rule…do unto yourself what you would do for others.
Comes the Dawn
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
and company doesn’t mean security,
and you begin to understand that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises,
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your eyes open and your head held high,
with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
You learn to build your roads
on today, because tomorrow’s ground
is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers,
And you learn that you really can endure,
That you really are stong
And you really do have worth
And you learn and learn…and you learn
With every goodbye you learn.
– Judith Evans