Thank God for Small Miracles
Fri., February 8, 10:52 AM
It is so necessary to remember to appreciate the good things in life. But sometimes you can get bogged down and forget.
Winter bummed me out this year as it never has before. That’s not to say that it’s my favorite season, just that I’ve always been able to cope with it. We live in New England, after all. If you don’t like the weather, wait a minute.
What got to me this year is the shorter days. Now that I have trouble perceiving distances in the dark, I don’t drive at night. I hope I will always have the sense to avoid driving when it isn’t safe for me to do so. But as the days got shorter, I felt really hemmed in. By three o’clock I had to think twice before I went anywhere; could I finish my errand and be home by four? If I worked until four o’clock, I had to go straight home. It was like being in second grade again.
We’ve had a mild winter, so that I haven’t had to experience bitter cold (except in the office, of course, where I think the men are having hot flashes). We’ve needed the snow-clearing people only once. And, at last, I can see the days getting longer.
I will survive another winter. Maybe next year I’ll try for a warmer climate, though I’ll have to go alone. (I once suggested that we sell the house and move someplace where it doesn’t snow, and my husband said, “you can do that when I go.” Since he will outlive us all, I guess that isn’t an option.)
Meanwhile, thank God for small miracles.
