I feel like I broke through the ice and am drowning in the frigid waters of upstate New York.
That’s slightly dramatized, but all I’ve seen for the past few months are fifty shades of white, and I am officially over winter!
My car doors hardly open because they are iced shut. My laundry room is flooding, despite my son removing every flake of snow from the back of our house. My windshield cracked in a long line. We are breaking records for the number of days temperatures have plummeted below zero, and if all that’s not enough, Niagara Falls froze over.
Winter ain’t playing around this year.
I’m crying uncle and wishing Al Gore were right about Global Warming.
Maybe it’s my hormones, or maybe it’s the fact that I’m in a constant state of chilliness, but spring seems a long way off.
I woke up this morning and wanted to crawl back into bed until June 1, 2015, at exactly 8 am.
Instead, I made a pot of coffee and popped a few Vitamin D’s.
It’s easy to lose hope, isn’t it?
…hope that better days will come.
…hope that the sun will shine again.
….hope that the pain will end.
….hope that the fighting will cease.
…hope that love will win.
…hope that peace exists.
…hope that a job will surface.
…hope that your child will come home.
…hope that addictions can be broken.
…hope for hope’s sake alone.
When we live in our circumstances, it’s easy to see the glass half empty. Heck, it’s easy to see the glass shattered into a thousand shards.
The day is nearly done and I’m still sitting in this morning’s fluffy pink robe. I have zero desire to go out in the freshly fallen snow; however, I have even less desire to wallow in my funk one moment longer.
I’m choosing hope today, and I’m setting my mind on the right things. I’m pretty sure my heart will follow.
Are you hoping for something today?
Alissa @ The Illiterate Author says
Somehow I missed this post back in February, but I needed it today. Thanks for the reminder to choose hope!
Hope is a good word, but yes very hard. I have lots. Today I hope my daughter will pass her math test. I hope a baby I never met will come home from the hospital for the first time after nearly a year. I hope the temps warm up, cause I feel your pain! But mostly I just hope to get through Monday…. :o)
“Hope” is my hardest word but it seems to pop in to my life again and again.