seasons

i guess our lives are made up of seasons. sometimes easy, sometimes hard - sometimes warm, sometimes cold. i don't know if you've ever lived through a midwest winter? if you have, you may understand how hopeless it feels when winter stretches on for months without a break. the sun may shine but it doesn't seem to matter because all you can focus on is the snow covering what in the spring is your favorite place to sit outside and read. you wear your scarf up to your eyes, and walk quickly to where ever you may be going.

one thing i miss about the midwest, while living in california, is the turn of the seasons. because i don't care how beautiful it is in san francisco - nothing compares to the feeling of walking outside without a jacket on the first warm day of spring. the thing that keeps you sane during the long, cold winter is knowing that spring is coming, and it is once again going to be glorious.

maybe this is like the seasons of our lives? sometimes the winters can feel so long, so cold - it's easy to forget what it's like to feel whole and warm and energized. it's easy to forget how the reality of spring has the power to take your breath away no matter how many times you've experienced it.

this blog is an attempt to remember the glorious spring that is always around the corner - the joy of life that insists on bubbling up to the surface if we'll only let it break through our winter. the kind of stuff that fills my cup to overflow...