I love winter. I love the snow and I love the brilliance of the white reflected in the moonlight. I love sitting in front of a warm fire with a good book, wrapped in a cozy blanket and enjoying a cup of hot chocolate. Okay, so I don't drink hot chocolate very often, but you get the picture.
I gaze out the window and the branches are bare, with the exception of a few foolhardy leaves that refuse to fall to the ground. They may still be there come spring, struggling against the strong winds that are soon to come.
In some ways, we are like the leaves, struggling desperately to hold on, afraid that if we touch the ground, we will be blown along with everyone else. We try so hard to hang on to what we have and are sometimes afraid to reach out and let go and try something new.
Change is good, although we may not see it at first. It takes time to absorb change and to force ourselves to focus on the positive aspects of change. Even the seasons are in change. Soon, ol' man winter will be gone and we will dive into spring, with rains that refresh the earth. We will dry out in the summer heat, only to begin the cycle again in the fall, when the leaves once again touch the earth.
Ol' man winter, stay with me awhile and let me enjoy the beauty of winter for it, too, will soon be gone.
