Something happened this week. It’s as if a switch got flipped in my brain. I feel optimistic about things for the first time in a long time.
The beginning of spring – a little late this year!
I don’t know whether it’s because of the time change, which has meant lighter evenings, or the psychological boost that comes with the arrival of the spring equinox.
Maybe it was the realization on Friday that there’s actually something growing in my garden, despite the snow which hasn’t fully receded yet. Could it have been the chatter at work, and the Facebook postings of Iranian friends and colleagues about preparations for Nowruz? Perhaps I’m merely rested from the lack of kids’ extra curricular events due to March Break. Possibly it was the St. Patrick’s Day beer!
Whatever the reason, I’m going with it and not looking back.
I don’ t know how long it’s been since I’ve been able to muster up the energy to tackle the “extra” jobs on the to do list. Just getting through the regular list has drained me for what feels like months. But the mending pile has been tackled, the dog is enjoying the longer walks and tackling the insane mess that’s in my basement is next on the list.
And lo and behold, I feel like writing again. I’ve been saying for a while that I feel like there’s a book and that I don’ t know what it is yet. But in the last little while, bits and pieces of what could turn into something are starting to take up time in my dreams and in my daydreaming.
Who knows – an outline might not be too far away. No hints. I don’t want to jinx anything, in case these first strands can’t be woven into anything, but the very thought that they might is really exciting.
April is just days away now, and its first week brings family birthdays.
My eldest is coming home over the Easter weekend and we will toast my daughter and my mother together. Great reasons to celebrate!
So, Mother Nature, give me your worst. Even the dusting of snow on the roofs this morning can’t bring me down. Life is good, and I’m getting on with it!
