Things were looking up. The sky has been a beautiful shade of blue. The clouds have been white and puffy like marshmallows dancing in the sky. We were able to open the windows and let in some fresh, warm air. Spring had arrived! The birds were chirping, the grass was growing, and all was right with the world.
Then I looked at the ‘spring’ weather today.
First I see that there is rain. I pay that no mind, it comes with the season. Then I looked a little closer. How is it getting COLDER? I understand that cold fronts move, and the jet stream does its thing. But, we were looking great. Incremental climbs every day. We were a little over 70 yesterday, and now, what do I see. 50 degrees, followed by 40 degrees. Then there will be a quick jump back to 70! Followed by another round of declining temperatures.
Perhaps it is a result from being cooped up so long. Between everyone being sick… forever, and the weather, we have been confined. Haphazardly glancing out the window and sighing, mostly out of remorseful disgust. Having three kids under the age of five, we need spring. We need the puffy marshmallow-esque clouds and the blue skys to come. To be able to open our doors and let the kids run, carefree and barefoot in the sun warmed grass.
But, it is not meant to be spring, just yet. We will now keep looking to the days that will come. All in hopes that our home, and our sanity can outlast the final thralls of winter. Do not get me wrong, I am an autumn/winter guy. But as parents, running low on coffee and chocolate, we need spring. We need spring rather badly.
Live big, love bigger, and be kind, always.