This too shall pass?

182I say to myself “This too shall pass” as a means of mentally surviving life’s battles. It doesn’t always provide ultimate comfort, but it helps. The flip-side of this philosophy, that wonderful things/people/places/experiences are also temporary, is unsettling my summer. I find myself melancholy in the middle of a great experience, through understanding fully its impermanence. The phrase that gets me through the hard times casts a shadow on my good days. Why must this blissful summer ever end?


Jenna Beaulieu

About Jenna Beaulieu

Jenna is a writer and fine art photographer who recently moved from the Saint John Valley region to the quiet side of Mount Desert Island. She’s a fan of excellent music, homemade gravy, and colored pencils (also, short books and long books, good pens, flannel, and when the June bugs don’t really come out much that year). For more about Jenna and her work, visit her website at