As the storm begins to wane, the yellow barn down the road sits like a meditation, a link between then and now. There is something spiritual about it, something that suggests patience, waiting, and especially acceptance. If I have learned anything in the past few years, and also this summer, it has been to open up to the gift of acceptance. Life happens, to all of us, and my challenge is to accept what  happens, and be grateful for what I have. It is becoming a habit, an instinct. We all gain things, we all lose things, that is what it means to be a human being.