Colorado has always been my favorite place to vacation. I would choose the mountains over any other location every single time. So the girls and I have been looking forward to our trip out here for several months. I love that they are also being raised with an appreciation for this gorgeous place.
As we were driving in to Denver yesterday, storm clouds appeared in front of us. They were dark and such an intense contrast to the light, sunny area we were leaving. We drove into the storm and as we did I thought a lot about the storm in my life this past year. The last two times I have been to Colorado, have been some of the darkest of my life. Last July when we were here, I was scared. I was in a begging and pleading war trying to keep my marriage intact. I was fighting for my family. This past December we were here again. We came just days after JR announced that he was divorcing me. I spent hours crying and being in my dark place. That week will go down as one of my darkest.
Yesterday when I saw the storm, these things rushed into my mind and I began thinking about how far I had come. As I was thinking about all of these dark things, the sky opened up to the most intense sun and rays. It was something almost unreal...the beauty in the sky above me. It was then that I recognized my story in the sky. I am past the storm and the other side is this amazingly stunning beauty. Something I never could have imagined I would experience just this past December. I remember begging to know when I'd feel whole again, while praying. And here I am. I am whole, healthy and absolutely happy. I am here in my favorite place, creating new memories with the new me.
The picture above was taken yesterday at milemarker 347 in Colorado. It is my number with the storm coming. Another reminder of God being there before that storm.
ETA: I'll have to add the picture when I'm back to my computer. My phone doesn't want to post it.
