okay

I went to church last Sunday for the first time in a while. The reverend was talking some about a flying fish metaphor. That the fish leaving the ocean is like us leaving the infinite to spend time on this planet and meet and treasure each other. And at the end, the fish returns to the ocean. He ended by saying, "And how can that be anything other than 'okay'." I keep running that through my head for some reason. It makes the thought of almost dying somehow easier to bear in those hard moments.