"Spring" is getting to me. It's not that I expect March to be winter free, but I did expect a few days of sun. Just a day here and there, warm enough to open windows, to hear the bird song, and see sunshine on the new flowers. It's snowing and, I confess, I'm allowing it to bug me.
Here I am, in the midst of bad weather, wishing my life away! I am not going with the process of life or accepting what IS now. I am bugged, and I do not feel happy. It is not right and I must get my head in a better place.
This morning an email came from a blogreader and it almost made me cry. She let me know that one of my blog posts had helped her and, while knowing that certainly made me feel good, her words also brought me up short. Her note reminded me to respect every day as part of the process of life and, by wishing for something different, I have been wishing my life away. She helped me change my mindset, or at least, start the process of change.
The snow is quite beautiful if I look and ponder. It slowly falls in a wintry mix too wet to stick to anything. That's the thing...it's a spring snow shower and it won't amount to much. I must not allow it to get to me and I should appreciate today for what it is, which is as much a part of my life as the sunny, warm days I crave. They will come.