A day of ebb and flow
It's been a day where the bad and the good intermingle, sorrow tempered by joy, a pleasant thought balanced by unhappy news. It has been much like standing at the fulcrum of the teeter-totter, trying not to tumble down, trying to say the right things, trying not to retreat into the hollow of the self. Disappointment & happiness, such temporal things. There is often no clear path, no two roads diverging into a happy woods, only thicket and underbrush followed by unbroken plains of snow with no signpost pointing "this way." We just muddle through and keep our eyes turned to the light.