Versailles under the blanket of winter.
That is how it feels here today...
A silent coldness.
Knowing that underneath the winter blanket there is life, warm, rich and full.
We are waiting, holding our friend in prayer and love.
Winter gives us time to reflect, to trust, to hope for spring.
Thank you for your heartfelt prayers, for your friendship, for being here faithful and true. Thank you. I knew I could count on you to pray with me.
Our friend is on life support. I do not know what will happen. I cannot imagine how he will be if he lives.
Winter is upon him.
My daughter's friend Clemence made me aware of these beautiful photos by Christian Milet, the main photographer of Versailles.
These photos spoke to me, especially in this moment.
Whenever I see fresh fallen snow, it seems a pity to walk on it. Serene, untouched, calm.
I offered this serenity, this peace to our friend.
At the hospital a cardiologist intern asked me, "What was your friend depressed about?" I said, "He suffers from manic depression / bipolar disorder." The intern looked at me oddly, repeating his question as if I did not understand, saying every word slowly, "What - was - he - depressed - about?" I shook my head and said, "There are many types of depression. Someone can be depressed because they lost their job, or because of an end of a relationship, or because someone died, or even depressed due to their weight..." The intern shook his head yes, thinking I understood his question. I went on to say, "That is called situational depression or adjustment disorder. It is painful too, and can lead to long term depression. Though our friend didn't try to commit suicide because of that type of depression, he wasn't depressed about something, his depression is an illness, an illness that is killing him."
Tubes, wires, beeps, buzzing, tapes and machines surround our friend.
I laid my hands gently on him, one on his chest and another on his head, and prayed, "May the prayers being said, and the love being sent comfort you. May they lead you to your heart's desire. Silencing the voice of your depression and giving you peace. May you find courage in the love of God that you hold true."
This journey is woven with joy and sadness.
And as Annie, my oldest friend has told me, "takes courage to live."
"When the night has been too lonely,
And the road has been too long,"
"And you think that love is only for the lucky and the strong,"
"Just remember in the winter, far beneath the bitter snows,"
"Lies the seed that with the sun's love, in the spring becomes the rose"
I will continue my daily blog as usual. Though I may not update everyday regarding our friend, until one way or another his path is known. Thank you for your understanding, concern and prayers. I am ever grateful to you.