Let it rage, I will sing. Let the test results come, let it all come down, I know my purpose and I will be here, singing, as the sun finally rises. And it will rise.
So much sunlight still remains to me. The love of our family, our perfect neice, the joy in our friends and in their beautiful children, the warmth of each other in this cold, cold storm. Why not delight in this sunlight? The storm is no match for us. You all are my sunlight, my love goes out to you tonight.
Lots of Love,