Silver Lining Sally

Dear you,

Hurricane Sally has meandered her way across the Gulf Coast and continues towards Georgia and the East.  Heavy, heavy rains produced floods; the wind gusts are still fierce.  Some gusts prompt flashbacks of Hurricane Michael, the storm I did not run from.  I got lucky, unharmed and somewhat stunned after that one.  As for Sally, the same applies (for me and Seagrove Beach).  I got lucky, unharmed and somewhat stunned once again.

The “stun” I am experiencing now is not the "glad that's over; that was scary" rush. Today's stun is aesthetic, visceral. (Is that what church is supposed to feel like?)

Now, with the obliterating rain over, I see a gorgeous dove grey sky.  I hear the wind singing.  It is singing!  This, all this, so beautiful. Ah, the silver lining.  That old saying, every cloud has a silver lining?  I don’t know what that means, really, but I get this:  we will find beautiful stuff inside the not so beautiful, or after the not so beautiful event.  For example:

That is the scene at the Bramble Grove beach entrance this afternoon.   Rolling waters, frothy and delicious.  Purity.  Nature.  Rolling in and on . . .

AND NO PEOPLE ON THE BEACH!

Inhale, exhale, and enjoy the reprieve before the next wave of “guests”.

For now, for this fragile moment, there is peace in Seagrove Beach.  Miss Sally's silver lining.  Thank you, sister.

XO

Joyce