A Fresh Start

As I woke up, I could hardly believe my eyes. The sky was clear and colorful, the Bay was flat. The world was quiet. During the night, my husband and I had woken several times to the howling wind, beating against the house. Patio furniture had been flung about in the wind, our son’s sandbox had filled up quickly with rain water. Waves had crashed angrily on the shore. The storm had lingered through the night, vicious and unrelenting. But, now it has passed. The morning spreads before me like a new canvas, peaceful, calm, wiped clean by the rains from the night before. A fresh start—what a gift.