Finding ComfortI woke up feeling sadunderstressed, overworked,wondering why I was misunderstoodby several personsespecially those that are dear to me.I opened the windowand felt the soothing morning breezeThen I heard the soft callof birds on the distant treesthe glow of the rising sun touched my faceI thought God made them allto remind us of his loveand enliven the soulprovide consolation and comfortas if telling “I’m priced above them all!”Then my gaze trailedtowards the window of our neighborI saw her with a face sadder than me and shoulders droopedBeneath the glassed covering Her teary eyes I saw.I thought I was alone in my battlesNo one to console and be consoledMaybe it was God’s way of sayingAsking me to relieve another soulFor with each other we will be strong.- Irene Taniegra, Community Writer Read next feature >