It isn’t always easy to make lemonade
“We’re getting a divorce,” the voice came quietly over the phone. Unspoken were the quiet tears I knew were being shed. Despair, anguish, unmitigated pain howled underneath the silence. I could feel it in my gut. Palpable.
I remember all those years ago when I learned of my friend’s impending divorce. How in my mind I pictured a shattered crystal drop, the iridescent shards scattered, sharp-edged, cutting. Glinting in sunlight. How could there still be sunlight?
I remember I said the appropriate things. I offered reassurance, tried to keep things positive. But oh, it was a hard. Eventually my friend came through that awful episode and has built a new and even better life. It knew it would happen that way, just as I knew there was no avoiding the pain of the transition.
Recently, I’ve learned of another divorce, and once again am reminded of that crystal drop. How can one make lemonade from a shattered crystal drop? I admit it’s hard. But it can be done!
“Love turns a heart to crystal...Much more valuable, but much more fragile.”
~ Neal Shusterman
Photo by Hank Kellner
There it is
The other shoe has dropped
An elevator plunge
Landing with the force of a nuclear explosion
Like an unexpected death
The end of your life as you know it
Dissolution of a dream
A precious crystal shattered
The breaking of a promise
Moans among the ashes
Children crying out in pain
No one escapes the devastation
Not even the owner of the shoe
Who flies away not noticing
Her own heart is missing
~ Elizabeth Guy
When have you had to make lemonade?
See other photo/poem combinations in my new book Reflect and Write, co-authored by Hank Kellner, and published by Prufrock Press www.prufrock/reflect-and-write-p1752.aspx