mt. st. helens

it's been just over seven months so far of walking
thru the aftermath of a tragedy with someone i love.

last nite i saw the first real ray of sunshine shine thru
the darkness, and i just about flew outta my chair
i was so excited to see it.

wasn't even lookin' for it. and there it was.
woe.
isn't that life?!

i stopped the conversation right then. said 'did you
see that?!' and told her what i saw.
told her that i just got a flash of this documentary
i saw years and years ago. it was on mt. st. helens.
it followed the total devastation that took place.....
and then the very first sprouts of life that made their
way thru the crusty black stuff.

the only thing i remember from that whole documentary
was this shot of this little green sprout with all the black
background.

i remember being stunned that it found it's way thru.

i told her about that. told her my job was to be her mirror.
to show her when she was doin' good thru this. and i didn't
want her to miss this moment.

it was the first time ever i heard her say that she would
work on taking her power back.

she didn't word it that way. she didn't even know she was
doin' it. not sure she really knows yet. and i didn't really tell
her with those words. i think that's a scary thought sometimes.
but that's what she's doin'.

it takes energy to do that. it takes will. it takes desire.

seven months later i see the little sprouts of those things in her.

and i'm thanking the universe that i got to witness that.