In the middle of the frost, I remember the warmth.
The spring rains and lightning evenings, the breezes that carry their scent.
I know they will return, and while I wait, I will find beauty in the freeze.
-Tyler Knott
My son and I have this inside joke. Whenever I complain about being cold (which is fairly often, to be honest) then he simply says (or texts) August 29th. August 29 was a day that I moved and he was helping me, and it just so happened that it was 96 degrees with 100% humidity. Even I was hot. So, whenever I’m cold, I’m supposed to conjure up that day in my mind. Sorry, but it doesn’t work, I’m still cold. 😉
I was able to find beauty in the freeze. On Sunday the snow was coming down in great puffy white flakes and I thought to myself, “isn’t that pretty?” My next thought was “I’m not going out there!” There wasn’t a thing that I had to do, so I sat with my book and a cup of tea under a warm blanket and just enjoyed that afternoon for what it was.
They say that all we have is this very moment. The here and now. I struggle with that sometimes. I mean, I accept it, but I don’t always like it. I don’t always like what the “now” is offering me. My life could be much worse, but it could be better, too. I’m working on making the changes that will improve my life, but sometimes changes happens slowly. And sometimes I’m scared to make the changes, even though I know the outcome most likely has to better that the status quo.
Hope springs eternal.
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