There really is a silver lining in every cloud
I was going to start this column by sharing with you that spring was finally here until those tricky winds and cold mornings returned for one last stand, or what I hope is a last stand, and that I was upset about it because spring and summer are my favorite times of the year. I won’t start there since I promised myself to start all things with more positivity.
So I’ll begin by letting you know that lately, these low, fast-moving clouds and strong winds remind me that spring is almost here. It has to be almost here. The trees know it because they started showing their leaves. Trees have been around for a lot longer than most of us, so they must know a thing or two about changes on the horizon.
I like it when something, not someone, gives you a life lesson. One you need to know. Sometimes it’s trees and flowers. They understand what we don’t want to understand. That everything is cyclable. That the sun and the rain are here when we need them. That if you stand still and just observe, untouched by anything unnecessary, you’ll grow much more than you could ever imagine.
Animals, like my cat Nadya, let us know truths that people are too afraid to share. She tells me when I’m being overbearing. Also, when I’m not caring enough. We all need space, and at other times, we need to be held and talked to like we are children…
