Daffodils

As you probably know, Wednesday was the first day of spring.

After the blizzard we had last Wednesday, I couldn’t be more thrilled!

One of the reasons that my husband and I chose to move to Colorado was to live somewhere where there were seasons.

We both grew up in places where we experienced four distinct seasons and after living in Florida for 14 years, we missed it!

Having lived in Colorado now for only 14 months, this past winter was our first full winter experience.

While I really like winter (and all seasons for that matter), it makes me appreciate spring that much more.

The weather is getting warmer, the days are feeling longer with the extra daylight hours, the birds are chirping, and the flowers are blooming.

It does my spirit wonders.

It feels like a new energy is coming alive in me.

Memories and feelings from the past coming back like they just happened yesterday.

It’s interesting how a change in season can spark reflection.

Have you noticed that too?

Sometimes, when I reflect back on my life it feels as though I’ve lived many lifetimes… in only one (that I’m aware of in this moment at least😉).

Experiences I’ve had, people I’ve met, feelings I’ve be consumed by… they can feel so foreign to me at times that it feels like another lifetime. And other times… it feels as though they just happened yesterday.

Spring, summer, fall, and winter...

The seasons change over and over again.

People, places, things, experiences, feelings, thoughts… 

Change… that seems to be the constant in it all.

The seasons come and go.

People come and go.

Places come and go.

Things come and go.

Experiences come and go.

Feelings come and go.

Thoughts come and go.

They all change… over, and over, and over, again.

What do you make of this?

How do you navigate in a world that is constantly changing?

How do you make sense of it all?

Me… well, let's just say that I’m finding my way with it😋.

Often, ungracefully and very clumsily but (the good news is that) things always have a way of moving on (despite my awkwardness or resistance😊).

Here’s to change… as it seems like the only constant in it all!

As always, sending you support and love on this journey.

Best,

Katharine

PS Daffodils are my favorite flower. When I was at the grocery store Sunday doing our weekly shopping, I noticed some small bouquets (with the flowers still closed). I brought them home and put them in some water. The next day they started opening. I’ve been watching them all week, slowly opening into full bloom (the picture in this post is one of the pictures I took of them). They bring me so much joy. I feel so happy when I look at them and they remind me of being a young girl living in WV, playing in fields of daffodils in the early spring. Oh how things change... but, oh how the memories remain!

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