Sunlight
It’s been over a year, I know. Maybe that matters, but right now it doesn’t because today is a sunny day. It’s not fool’s sunny where the sun is out but the cold bites and hisses. The wind is a perfect balance between chilly and warm, and it blows just enough to ruffle your hair and wrinkle your clothes. You fill your lungs all the way and exhale with a smile. It’s a day where you paint and write and sing and think happily of the future because now is perfect. And yet, I am sick. The kind that makes me stay home from church and sleep for most of the day. But there is soft light illuminating the bedroom, and there are birds singing to each other in the trees. Today is a Sunny Day. In my religion, we believe in what we call priesthood blessings. I received one from my husband and a friend of ours. Oil is used to anoint the head of the afflicted, they place their hands on your head, and then you receive a personal message from your Heavenly Father through one of them. It
