My windows are wide open this afternoon.
The breeze is softly blowing across my face as I write this.
It's the first day of spring.
And it actually feels like it today.
The trees are beginning to bud. The snow has all melted.
There's a sense of hope. Of new beginnings and possibilities.
I'm later than usual writing my post today.
My boys are both gone, traveling two separate directions across the country for spring break. The house is empty and quiet.
There's so much I need to do around my house and to stay on top of things at work. I could have spent the entire weekend inside slaving away.
But I didn't.
I chose to visit my family and catch up with friends. To be with people I love and who love me. Because that's what I needed.
It was a really nice way to spend the weekend.
Sometimes we need to break away from our responsibilities, no matter how "urgent" they might seem.
Sometimes we need to pause and breathe and smile. To not think quite so hard about all of those things that demand our time.
Just allow ourselves to be. And to hope.
To hope that the things we are facing that seem so unclear will come into focus.
To hope that we have the strength to endure and to make the right choices.
To hope that the people we love find the peace they need as well.
Let the breeze gently blow across your face.
Allow yourself to relax and savor the moment.
Think about all of the good things in your life. Be grateful for them.
With spring comes hope.
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