Okay, I don’t deny it. Gray, winter days can challenge the best and happiest of hearts.
I just had a little talk with myself. Yep. I took an honest, long look into my eyes and I was certain I was about to give up. These days of distancing myself have gone from days, to weeks, to months and now it’s becoming clear it may become a way of life. Do I want to give up?
So I stared at those sad, almost 75-year-old eyes. Not really angry. Not really sad. Just different. Just not the eyes I’m accustomed to viewing. I asked those eyes if they were ready to give up. “Not a bad idea,” i heard myself answer.
But then I asked, “What else do you want to do with your life, anyway?”
…and I saw a glitter in my eye. What about designing and sewing up a new outfit? How about designing your own material? Oh, that twinkle of life forced itself out and through my eyes. I recognized it immediately and I laughed! That old twinkle and that old wise laugh erupting from my eyes. It was making fun of me! … in a kind sort of way. It knew something about love and life and it knew I was temporarily a little off.
My eyelids framed the delight, the humor of the situation. I am retrieved. I am restarted, updated, revived!
Oh, I am happy about those visits to my soul through my eyes. Once again, I can thrive and create and love. I will meet winter’s challenge, and spring will come again!
