Transformations

We saw our friend Louis yesterday.  A week ago he didn't recognize us and could not speak, yesterday, a different story.  Walking down the hall to his room we could hear laughter.
We could hear Louis talking with others.

As we walked into his room, there he sat, in his bed, holding court.  His nephew Steve and two of his friends were there.  He waved as we walked in.  We stayed for about 20 minutes or so.  Laughing, actually rejoicing with Louis, our friend is back.  We don't know how or what happened, but for now there is much gratitude.

Who knows what the future holds, but the transformation that took place in that room in a week's time was remarkable.  One friend left this world and another one, at least for awhile is back.
I learned long ago there are no explanations for most of the transformations that take place in our lives.  They are gifts from the universe.  We work for them, strive for them, pray for them.
Sometimes if we are lucky, we get them. They are not always good, not always bad, but it seems there is a reason for them all.

Wishing peace for all of us tomorrow, wishing joy, and always wishing kindness.