One thing that has always challenged my sensibilities is change. I want so badly to hold onto what once was so wonderful - or at least comfortable - that I end up losing my grip on things that are more important in this present time. That is when things start to fall apart. Sometimes things, people, even places from our past ought to be let go of before we lose ourselves in attempting to recreate that which was only meant to be during the time it originally existed.
I have spent a lot of time this week clearing out clutter in different areas of my house just because I felt like it, not as any sort of New Year's resolution, but simply because it is time to stop holding onto things that are no longer beneficial to me and are just sitting around not being cared for properly. (This is very significant for me because being clutter-free is one of the biggest challenges in my life.) It is just time to let go.
I have known for awhile that a particular situation had long since changed seasons from summer, to fall, to winter, but I didn't think I was ready to let go so I tried to hang on to the summer.
|A Hawk I watched eating a mouse behind my house|
Now that it's here, I am almost relieved. No matter how inconvenient it may be, the snow is undeniably beautiful. Who can look at a blanket of snow and not be filled with wonder or a flood of memories?
I will accept this winter because I have faith that spring will come again just like it always does. It may not be exactly like the last spring, but it will still be beautiful. The next summer will probably be different, but it will be warm and sunny.