just the other day
she was
laying in the mud
slightly bruised
under a huge old cottowood
in the middle of thunder and lightning
at first i thought that she
should have been somewhere else
but then i remembered that
she always did like the rain
and
she always did have a thing for mud
so i saw
she was really quite comfortable
and i got down on my knees
and lay down beside her
and put my arm around her
just like old friends
and we lay there together
looking up into the rain
it was pinging!
and
it
smacked
us
suddenly
right
in
the
eye!
we jumped up!
and then we looked at each other
and laughed
and laughed
just like kids who get goofy...
and then she said
that this is what resilience is
one day
after a long hard night
you find yourself laying on the ground
in the mud
and instead of getting up
and cleaning off all the debri
you just lie there
in it
you feel it
you take it in
everything !
you just get soaked in it
and after you have soaked up everything
you could possibly get out of it....
you watch
as
the story
simply
starts
to
evaporate
and always
at some point after that...
a moment of laughter
jumps into existence!
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