I recently flew from the Rocky Mountains to my childhood homes of Florida and Georgia. Somehow the trip was too stressful on my body and I experienced problems (mixed cycling) with my bipolar disorder. On the flight back, I recalled another flight I took when I was in college. As I looked out of the window at that time, all I saw were sunshine and blue skies. Then the weather changed and I flew over a dark storm. But I was so high above the storm that I could see the end of the storm and the blue skies that surrounded it. Talk about perspective! I thought how someone in that storm might not realize sunshine is just around the corner.
When I’m down on the ground and my life changes from sunny skies to a storm, sometimes the storm goes on for a very long time. I begin to forget the days of sunny skies. I wonder “when” or even “if” my storm of personal trials and challenges will ever end. However, we don’t know exactly when blue skies may reappear. Have you ever watched the movie, “The African Queen,” the classic film with Humphrey Bogart and Katherine Hepburn? My favorite scene is near the end when they have been trudging through the swamps and have used up their last supplies and have lost all hope. They resign themselves to die that night. The next morning the camera pans upon their surroundings and it’s clear they have reached the end of their swamp and they are free. Sunshine returned.
If you’re slugging your way through a trial, I am so sorry. Remember you don’t have the perspective of being high in a plane and seeing when your sunny skies will begin again. Please don’t give up hope. As a result of my bipolar problems on my trip, I had my medication changed. Now, for the first time, I feel well enough to start following my dreams. My storm finally turned to blue skies. Writing this blog is living proof.
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