A thick blanket of snow covers the ground. I watch in wonder at the sprawling hemlocks and spruce beyond the lawn. The sun glistens the white branches with warmth and illumination.
A large snow bomb lands on my head. It’s cold and heavy. A reminder from the universe that all is not well. A stream of melt falls down my cheek; the tears I can no longer shed.
I turn my eyes back to the glistening sun dappled branches. I think, “Everything will be okay”.