Dear Diary: Don't blink, you'll miss it

You wait and wait for a sign, a change, something that let's you know, for sure,
  that the dark cloud hovering above for the past few years will pass. Then,
  suddenly, you wake one morning, the sun shines and the air tingles across your
  skin as if to cleanse you of any memory of darkness. 

If you blink, you may miss it's entrance, but like magic, doors open, opportunity knocks, people 
and places seem under a spell of synchronistic compliance. And love.... Love 
permeates every cell of mind, body and spirit.