Thursday, January 9, 2014

Rainbows

I love rain storms. I love the sound. I love the smell. I love the peace I feel in a rainy day. But metaphorically speaking storms are the hard things in our lives. I don't like hard things. And these storms I don't enjoy. I have met my halfway point with chemo and so although my storms are not over I know that there is an end to it in the future. So instead of focusing on the current storm I focus on the rainbows that I have amidst these storms.
My first rainbow is my husband! I have been through plenty of failed relationships (storms) and he is my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow! (Thanks Laila for the inspiration!)


This round of chemo was so much better than the past two.  I was very sick during my last round and so this time they extended my steriod that helps me get through the infusions.  I did not throw up once and my cold is gone and the other symptoms are not nearly as bad.  This is a rainbow for sure.

The school assigned a student teacher from Weber State to my classroom that started this week.  She is adorable and so very ready to hit the ground running.  She will teach 3 of my classes for the next 12 weeks and although it is always hard to let go of your students, I know that these kids will love her and benefit from her enthusiasm.  Some days I just don't have enough energy to make grammar exciting!

And today as I woke up facing yet another snowy drive to work all I wanted to do was stay in bed and take my nausea medication, but I managed to throw my wig on and get to work.  Within the first 5 minutes of my first class I was greeted at my classroom door by a dj from 101.5 The Eagle.  My students had nominated me as teacher of the month.  She put me on air and gave me some awesome cds, treats, and gift cards.  Now that is an awesome rainbow!
One of the songs from the cd that I received was a song by Gary Allan:


"Every Storm (Runs Out Of Rain)"


Oh so your 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, you 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
And 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,
And set you free

It makes things easier to just have faith that everything will be okay after every storm. Sometimes you have to pick up the pieces, clean up the mess, say your sorry, muster your courage....
But if we can do that our lives will be full of rainbows!
As a young girl I remember hearing a song about a mom who got sick and died and that song has always meant a lot to me.  The premise is that our loved ones may pass on before us, but every time we see a rainbow we should know that they are happy in heaven.  It is comforting to know that I have loved ones that are watching over me and guiding me through my storms and providing me with rainbows.

I'll Build You a Rainbow lyrics by R. Scott Strong
Once there was a boy named Jami. He had some great friends, but his greatest was his mom. Not in some sissy way like that. She was just different than the other moms. While they were busy going to their fashion shows and bridge parties, she was home with him. They'd play in the backyard together, go on bike rides, have long talks, She was the best football player on the whole block. At leat that's what the other guys said. They really thought she was special. You know, they wished their moms were more like that.

Then one day Jamie was called home from school. There was a big white ambulance in the driveway. When Jamie walked into the front door, his dad was talking to the doctor, and Jamie was scared. They said he could only talk to his mom for a minute, and when he tiptoed into the bedroom and saw his mother lying on the bed, she smiled and whispered, "Hi, Big J." that's what she always called him, even though he wasn't very big. she said he had a big heart.

She said, "Jamie, I'm going away and I won't be coming back. I'm dying." Big tears came to Jamie's eyes and he said, "Mom, youjust can't die," And she said, "It's OK Babe, there's no regrets. I've been with you more in eleven years than most moms are with their boys in a whole life time." He said, "I know mom, but you just can't die, youjust can't" And she said, "Jamie, there's a secret. It's a special secret, and I never want you to forget it...Families are forever, and even though you won't see me, I'll still be there watching overyou and waiting for you." And he said, "But mom, if I can't see you, well then, how will I know you're there?" She thought a minute, and then she smiled and answered..."

She kissed him, closed her eyes, and she was gone. As Jamie and his dad stood in the driveway watching the ambulance drive away, his dad broke down and started to cry. They hugged each other real tight and Jamie felt his dad's teardrops on his own cheeks and cried too. Then he remembered the secret and he looked up and sure enough, there it was, right over their house, a big rainbow, just like she said. And he said, "Dad, dad, it's alright...Families are forever."



I'll build you a rainbow, way up high above.
Send down a sunbeam, plumb full of love.
Sprinkle down raindrops, teardrops of joy.
I'll be happy in heaven, watchin' over my boy.
 
 


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