Saturday, November 17, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving



GARY ALLAN LYRICS

 
"Every Storm (Runs Out Of Rain)"

I saw you standing in the middle of the thunder and lightning         
I know you're feeling like you just can't win, but you're trying
It's hard to keep on keepin' on, when you're being pushed around
Don't even know which way is up, just keep spinning down, 'round, down…

Every storm runs, runs out of rain
Just like every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain

So hold your head up and tell yourself that there's something more
Walk out that door
Go find a new rose, don't be afraid of the thorns
'Cause we all have thorns
Just put your feet up to the edge, put your face in the wind
And when you fall back down, keep on rememberin'

Every storm runs, runs out of rain
Just like every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain

It's gonna run out of pain
It's gonna run out of sting
It's gonna leave you alone
It's gonna set you free
Set you free

Every storm runs, runs out of rain
Just like every dark night turns into day
Every heartache will fade away
Just like every storm runs, runs out of rain

It's gonna set you free,      
It's gonna run out of pain,
It's gonna set you free


I first heard this song last Friday on my way down to MDA for my weekly clinic visit. It threw me a curve. On a scrap of paper on the seat of the car I scribbled down the phrase, that part about "the  storm runs out of rain, the heartache runs out of pain, runs out of sting". No. Wait. It said every storm runs out of rain. It was not so much a word of promise or an offering of comfort to me as it was the realization of how, now just shy of 2 years of my diagnosis, and an even more agonizing 1 and 1/2 years since Josh's death by cancer and an excruciating "good-bye", there is much we have endured. Overwhelmed by the twisting tempests of cancer, we have rode out the storm. Now my CLL prognosis has a sunny forecast and yes, Josh will forever be missed and the aching will continue but much of the rawness is gone and our remembrance has more to do with our fondness and our love for him. It's running out of rain. It's running out of pain. To remember our path and to have survived, causes me to be amazed and I truly do give up "Thanks to God"  
                       Happy Thanksgiving Y'all


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