The remaining minutes of the day’s light holds on loosely as the planet spins 67,000mph away from the sun’s bright rays, plunging us into darkness once again.
As I reach over and turn off the bedside lamp in the quiet hotel room, I notice that now, with the absence of light inside, evening looks instantly brighter. The air suddenly drops a few degrees and a chill sweeps through the gap in the slightly open window and onto my face. I momentarily close my eyes.
As I look out over the tree tops and down towards the lake, the air conditioning unit whirs into action and fills the room with a hypnotic hum. Light from the NEC shimmers peacefully on the water and I am suddenly aware of all the different colours around me.
The Canada geese that blocked the path this morning, are settling down for the night.
A wave of melancholy washes over me as I remember the last time I was in this city. Three years on, I realise how much I have changed.
There are times in life when we are met with challenges so personally encompassing, we think that we will never be the same again…and we never are. Everything that happens to us and every person we meet takes us into a new chapter of our life. Lesson learnt, we move forward – sometimes easily, sometimes not so much.
But we are all survivors and have an inner strength that we aren’t aware of until we have no choice but to summon it forth.
I know that I really should get ready for bed in a minute as I have an early start…but for now I stand transfixed at the window, looking out to witness the end of another day.