Somehow between mourning and sorrow, the light wonderfully basked her with bliss and hope.

You can only go so low for so long before the situation changes.

Edit: Before you see things differently, before your feelings, your being, and your thoughts have been changed, different than their original responses. Life, changes all of us, slowly. In one way or another. Sometimes we have the the power to guide these changes in the way we want to. Sometimes, it's already too late, life has changed us irrevocably in one way or another, by the time we realize it, it's a part of ourselves. And now, everything is different. Synchronization is harder than you might think :)