Certainly, life has its twists and turns.
A few weeks ago, the man who means more to me than anyone in the world fell ill.
There was scarcely a doubt in my mind where I needed to be, so I've returned to the land of ice and snow - and now we wait.
Amil's recovery is going to be a slow process, but we have faith, and accept this as just one more visitor in our guest house.
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
(Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi 1207-1273)
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