Kamikaze at my back
My incredibly talented husband has another article out in Boundless! Here is a teaser…
“I’m standing on a frighteningly skinny log four feet above a stream, and there’s a good chance I’m about to take an unscheduled swim. A punishing wind is pushing me from behind, stronger than I’ve felt in my life. It’s enough to make me dance at jogging speed across this fallen tree, searching for footing to stay out of the drink.
Suddenly, my balance starts to go. I reach out my hands; grasp air — as a last resort, hurdle the last few feet of the ditch onto shifting sand — catch my balance — made it!
And here I am! Lake Erie’s beach, at the end of the stream. My favorite place in the world. In summer, I bask in the sun and wade in gentle waves as my thoughts soar with gulls. It’s hard to think black thoughts surrounded by shimmering blue.
But today, on a stormy April afternoon when spray flings itself ten feet in the air, nothing is gentle. The sky is turning blacker and I’m hiking up my coat collar against the gusts and the windblown sand stings like needles. I walk the length of the beach, squinting my eyes against the fury; staring into the whitecaps rolling to the horizon.
I dare peace to find me. I look for a shaft of light through the clouds. I try to turn my thoughts towards spring and sunshine. But there is nothing except grayness over the surface of the deep.”
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Yes, that is a profound article. Thanks to you for allowing your hubby time to write it!