Serenity

I thought spending time in California would be serene.
I thought I could scrapbook, quietly unpressured
I thought sunshine would heat my bones, quiet my soul
Instead it was a hailstorm
And rain
And gray windy skies
A flurry of people
Of noise
Of action
I think it mirrored life
In the way that expectations
sometimes don't hold up
In weather, or cooking,
or people
Especially people,
others should be reasonable
 use "common sense"
be normal (ie; think like me!)
But its ok
Just like life
Which has occassionally handed me that period of "in the meantime"
When I just have to believe that whats happening
Will not happen forever
And while I may not particularly enjoy  "in the meantime"
I still can find some good in it
So
I softly waited out the rain
And the hail
And the gray stormy skies
Finding little bits of good all the way through
And finally am sitting here
in peaceful sunshine
At last