I woke up to the vision of standing face to face with an overwhelming brick wall. Out of breath, realizing the challenge of what towered over me. I pictured myself in a large box. The top was open, a blue sky above. Each one of the four walls were different. The wall I was facing was a solid brick one. I knew there was a wall with a large window I could see out of, one with a very small door, and one with sliding glass doors… My visual this morning had me wondering, but not for long!

I knew with my parents in their final season of their lives, I was facing a brick wall in my world. As much as I wanted to change what was in front of me, it was impossible. There was no way to move the wall, go over it, through it or even around it. The reality was I am about to stand in front of this brick wall helpless. There’s nothing I can do at this point of my parents lives, except be there for them and most importantly love them.

Their lives are about to change forever and so is mine. The brick wall is very scary, overwhelming and closing in fast!

As I stand there helpless, I am reassured there are other walls in my box. For now, I will look over my shoulder through the large window knowing the sliding glass doors await my return to fly free…
In love, awe and wonder…