Some Things Never Change . . . Comforting . . .
“If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome.” ~ Anne Bradstreet
During the turmoils of life, it is comforting to know that some things never change. Spring may be late, but it always comes. The birds return and things begin to grow again.
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Predictability and familiarity are stabilizers, even if they are not wanted like woody woodchuck who survived another winter and enlarged his home right outside my back door (soon to be dealt with by my demolition/fill in plans ;-)).
Daily routines (getting up, eating, sleeping, etc…) and mundane work (dishes, laundry, grass cutting, etc…) keep you occupied in normality. At times so normal that you forget your grief and the reality that the phone is not going to ring and there is no reason to cook extra.
Squirrels chattering, robins singing, bugs buzzing, loons wailing, winds blowing through the new leaves fill the air with peacefulness … and it feels welcoming … Welcome back to the living, Welcome back to yourself … The ability to listen to inner thoughts and deal with hurts returns. Making memories, memories and not pains.
Solitude in nature calms the turmoil inside.
Sunshine and fragrant Spring lilacs heal the heart …
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Some New Spring Pictures of my Woodsy World can be seen at Bear in Sight
“Solitude is such a potential thing. We hear voices in solitude, we never hear in the hurry and turmoil of life; we receive counsels and comforts, we get under no other condition . . .” ~ Amelia E. Barr
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It’s good to ‘see’ you through your post. Love the Amelia Barr quote. So true. I hope you are being gentle with yourself as you take one step at a time.
With school over, I have probably been too easy on myself … I am quickly becoming a lazy hermit. 😉
Our kids got out this past Friday. I have to work until the end of the month, and then I will join you!!
Can you even imagine if spring never came? Although, with this cold weather…I am wondering if summer will truly arrive. Nice to see you back & blogging.
I wish we could program the weather. This cool weather is heavenly for sleeping and it would be wonderful if it lasted all summer. I would love to program in some 70 degree daytime temps and sunshine. The combination would be perfect!
Just getting caught up with you, Bearyweather. *Hugs* and I’m so sorry for your loss of someone dear to you that has you grieving. If nothing else, spring gives us hope and reminds us life. The last shot of the flowers is particularly poignant and beautiful.
Good to see you too, Robin. Thanks for the hugs. I lost my mom .. and I have discovered that grieving is going to be around (on and off) for a long time .. all those little reminders pop up everywhere. Looks like I will also be taking care of her estate most of the summer dragging it out for a few months .. might be a good process (but, not one I am looking forward to).
(Flowers are only around in the first part of Spring – Hepatica. I always look for them, when they peek through the undergrowth, Spring is really here.)
I know how tough that is. More *hugs* for you. It does take a while, that’s for sure. It’s been almost five years since my mother died, but I still have moments and occasions of sadness/grief. The best piece of advice I was given was to cry whenever I felt like crying. Tears really are cleansing, although there were a lot of them for a while and I thought for sure I might be able to fill up a small sea with all that salt water.