When Lightning Strikes

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As I stand here bathed in light

after being lost in the darkness

of grief and mourning

for what seems like years-

everything glitters, and

each day is a magical gift.

I don’t say ‘lost’ lightly.

Nobody, absolutely nobody,

knew just how dangerously close

I was to my edge, the end of me.

I was getting in my car to go home

to carry out my plan

when my phone dinged

just a quick text conversation-

but for four well-placed words

that made me laugh hysterically

through tears,

and think that

if I can still laugh

all is not lost,

I would not be here.

That moment,

that life-changing,

lightning strike,

realization that

I will be okay,

was magical.

It preceded a week of

personal growth at the speed of light,

magical, ethereal, spiritual, glittery

that is still difficult to comprehend.

To that person,

I owe the deepest debt of gratitude.

Thank you.

You pulled my ass back.

G-d showed me,

through the kindness of another,

that

I am strong

I will be okay

and I am worthy!

XO Lisa

P.S.- To anyone reading this: never stop being kind. You never know who needs your kindness at just the right time.

To anyone in their darkest place. Reach out. You are worthy whether you believe it or not.

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  1. Renee/Heart Tokens

    Lisa, as I read this amazing post, this came to my mind:

    Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.

    It sounds like that was the work of the Lord, prompting someone to reach out at just the right time! I’m so thankful that you are still here, and that I got to meet you here on WP! You are definitely worthy and loved my friend! Hugs!

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