Spring, glorious spring- here at last! Each year I wait impatiently for the arrival of spring. Although the weather this winter has been bearable- our winter days have not been spent buried under layers of snow and ice like a few years ago, nor have we been subjected to a surprise string of March nor'easters like last year- I still find myself longing for the longer, warmer, sunnier days of spring. The extended period of cold, and persistent winter rain has taken its toll. I am biding my time until the new season asserts itself with convincing clarity.
Perhaps more than the meteorological winter, the psychological winter has left its mark. Spending months dealing with a nagging injury that turned into a more permanent problem, and coming to terms with the decline of my mother's health has made for a long, cold, and dark season. Spring is the season of light, rebirth, and renewal and that is what I crave right now. I need to feel the warmth of the healing sun on my skin. I desire the energy of new life that comes from the blooming of long-dormant trees and flowers. I yearn for the fresh wind of renewal that sweeps through and cleanses the air. Can that energy and wind renew my mom's health? Can the healing sunshine restore the broken areas of my body
? Sadly the answer in both cases is no, but the newness of spring always refreshes and restores my soul.
I look out my window and observe the mounting evidence of spring approaching- bulbs poking through the earth and buds swelling on the trees. When I go out in the morning, I am hyper-aware of the changes. The air smells different. The birds are starting to chirp. The grass is turning green again and even the weeds are sprouting! My dog senses the changes too. He wants to linger outside and sniff the ground and the air. I wonder if he smells the same smell that I do- the distinct mix of earth and growth and dampness that signals spring almost before you can feel it. I watch the sun inch higher in the sky and I test for warmth from the sun's rays when I am outside. The lengthening days give me a needed boost of energy. When I am no longer bundled against the cold, I feel an extra bounce to my step.
Everything changes in spring.
Everything changes and nothing changes. My problems are still present. My concerns have not gone away. But somehow with the promise of spring, I am better able to accept and to cope with the realities of life. I am reminded that winter always
ends- both the meteorological and the psychological. I am thankful that God gives us that gift. Renewal is always available- spring is our much-needed reminder of how beautiful it looks and feels to be renewed and refreshed. The day will come when our bodies are healed and restored, but until then I will revel in the daily restoration of my soul. Thank you Spring!
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