Then it seemed as if the picture reversed itself. I became aware, first, of the mildness of the air. It was early spring and the fresh scent of daffodils was drifting in. The very air seemed a patient blessing. Next, I became aware of the light filling the building, sunlight coming in the clear bottle-glass windows.
Light is good.
And I saw that life is good, and God pours down goodness on us, in air and light and color, and that it is good to be here, even when it is hard. She had discovered, in the midst of the uneven, the level place. Of course, days like today sometimes make us feel a bit out of balance. This is good in the whole scheme of things. It is just another day really.