Filling The Void

Sometimes I imagine my Grandpa Irv giving me a talk. Bolstering me up.

If you remember one thing, remember everything is going to be ok.

Dark times or low spirits can come upon you like a storm in the night.

Loud and scary and fast.

Coldness and noise overwhelm.

No matter how chaotic it may be, how blinding.

Remember. All storms pass in time.

They blow themselves out.

They cannot last. Remember this.

So when you find your self in the center of a storm.

Close your eyes,

Rest your spirit,

And wait.

And then open them.

You will see clear skies and be warmed by the sun.

Rest and heal my boy. There's a whole world out there to enjoy.

Then he wraps me in a big, warm, hug.