Time Will Tell

Someone just pointed out to me that there are exactly 55 days until spring. We have suffered through all these cold days of winter so can we make it 55 more days until we are warm again? Time will tell. I personally can't wait to shed all these layers of clothes and break out the shoes that don't weigh as much as the boots.

I am ready for green grass and flowers and the prettiest of all the birds to come back to Ohio. I am ready to play with the next litter of mini aussies out in the yard and maybe even take a few days and drive down to Nashville and spend time with friends. Im not sure if that can be arranged but again, time will tell.

Time reveals a lot to us if we are patient enough to wait and see what it brings. I will be the first one to admit that I am not a patient person by any means but the older I get, the more I understand the plan and how we sometimes have to trust in that plan even when it seems as though our entire world might fall apart. In hind sight, even the worst possible things happen for a reason and whether or not we like the outcome, it is the road we have to take to get to where we are supposed to be in our lives. There are lessons we have to learn and people we have to meet both good and bad that makes us who we are in the end.

Take my writing for example. It is a talent that was given to me to use and share and yet my life has come to a point that leaves very little time to write at all any more but I keep finding the time to do it. I still have faith that the things I write will somehow, someday get into the hands of those who are meant to read them and it is not for me to question the who and the when but to keep writing. It's part of the plan I guess.

I often hear that our lives are more about the journey rather than the destination and I believe this to be true. As anxious as I am for winter to end and spring to begin, if I don't enjoy the journey, I will have missed out on the next 55 days of my life. Thats 55 more days to work on the things I am writing and possibly catch a spark of something inspiring. 55 more days to plan a new season that brings with it less time to curl up on the sofa with a hot cup of tea and just think. 55 days to make new friendships or improve the ones that I already cherish. 55 days to watch the winter snow melt away and the signs of spring begin to unfold.

So in that time, I will try not to fret about these cold winter days and layers of clothing. Instead, I will just enjoy the journey, knowing we are headed into Spring, when all things are new and fresh and less burdening. It's going to be a good time, I can just feel it but only time will tell.

Stay warm, be safe and think SPRING!