I’m not sure why I look forward to Spring so much every year, but I do. I may love the beauty of a new snowfall, but by the time March winds down, I really don’t want to actually see a new snowfall anymore. This time of year, all I want to see are lots of flowers, buds on trees, and the sun filtering through the bedroom blinds when I wake up in the morning. I want the temperatures to warm up enough that I can pack away my heavy coats and bulky sweaters, and allow me to wear shoes that don’t necessarily require socks. I want to be outside without the cold making my nose run and turning my finger tips white.
This year is no exception: I am ready for Spring. The problem is, I’m still waiting. Because even though the calendar says Spring has arrived a while ago, the Winter weather is still hanging on. Easter Sunday was yesterday, and even though the sun did shine briefly in the morning, the day ended with sleet and snow. Which is still on the ground. It’s beginning to feel as if the warm temperatures and pretty flowers I’m waiting for are never going to arrive.
I don’t know about you, but when something isn’t going my way, I tend to get impatient and anxious, and maybe just a teeny bit obsessive. I begin to focus on whatever it is that’s bothering me, and worse, I begin to believe that as soon as that particular problem is solved, everything will be just fine. At the moment, I’m blaming my cranky mood on the fact that it’s April 2 and there’s snow and ice on the ground, and that I still have to wear my ugly knee socks in order to keep warm. I have almost convinced myself that if the weather would just warm up, I’d be a happy camper.
Which is, of course, just plain silly. The weather will eventually warm up and that will be a very good thing. But I know that even when it does, I’ll have something else I’ll be fretting about, because my life (just like everyone’s) will always have its share of stress and worry. So what exactly is the point in my waiting for these cold and gloomy days to go away before I find a way to cheer up?
The older I get, the more I realize that my happiness has much more to do with my attitude than with my environment. I think it’s time that I become more intentional about choosing to be happy, and looking for the things that can make me happy, right here and right now. I know that a positive attitude can work wonders for people dealing with serious problems, so why can’t it work for someone who is just plain sick of Winter?
I think it’s time I put on my prettiest sweater and my warmest coat and went for a walk on this too-cold Spring day, just because I can. And if I look for them, I bet I’ll even see some of those hardy Spring flowers blooming in the snow.