Wise words ....

Mother’s Day. Another excuse to eat chocolate before brekky.

‘And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm is all about.’

Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

Thanks @Blossom1961, that’s perfect for all sorts of new normals! 

I found this poem in Napier NZ, sorry, can’t trace the author.

It seems appropriate for many catastrophes.......