Last week I was caught up in a crazy storm that swept through the camp site where I was staying with work colleagues and a group of student leaders. It was the real deal, complete with age old trees literally uprooted, a shed demolished and a window smashed, sending shards of glass crashing to the floor of the dining hall. We were grateful that nobody was hurt. The full force lasted less than half an hour. And afterwards? This. Is there always calm and a rainbow after a storm? I honestly don't know. But I would like to think so, even if it's a very long time into the future.