Ethan Frome

But at sunset the clouds gathered again, bringing an earlier night, and the snow began to fall straight and steadily from a sky without wind, in a soft universal diffusion more confusing than the gusts and eddies of the morning. It seemed to be a part of the thickening darkness, to be the winter night itself descending on us layer by layer.

— from Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton, 1911

Sometimes things happen to you and they are like a sudden gust of wind, sweeping your usual life away and replacing it with feelings and emotions, people and conversations you aren’t accustomed to dealing with. And sometimes things happen to you and it is more confusing because it is like a darkness hiding your usual life. You are still at home with your family and your daily chores, but you hurt yourself doing them. Everything has changed even though nothing has changed.

It’s a matter of living through these things. God is there. He’s helping you live. You just don’t see it until later.


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