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I have lived one, two, three, and many other ones and made it through while I have realized that I, indeed, no longer was the same person nor did my spirit feel the same way as before those storms. Yes, I am talking about a transformation that has left in me a solid semi-tangible compartment comprising of various sub-parts on the way toward an acknowledgement of the storms of the past and the present (but hopefully, the upcoming ones as well), the acceptance of all of them and developing coping “skills” in order to process them with soul intact.

How about you? Is there anything that you would like to share with me and all the other reader-writers of this platform on this subject matter? It would be a true pleasure for me to hear from you. I would then know and seek comfort in the fact that this emotionally and spiritually challenging process is nothing for the sole traveler to deal with alone on this journey we call “life”, inclusive of all of its joy offerings –blue moments, but also its generous servings of trials and tribulations.

Regardless, whether I hear from you in concrete terms have a magic-filled Sunday, a Sunday that would be the announcer of countless other wondrous days. May you have an abundance of blue moments.

“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. And you may not even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm is all about.” ~ Haruki Murakami