Mary Jo Brown: We must look for goodness
As I pulled back the drapes I saw the grey winter sky, which made me think that snow was coming soon. Outside the maintenance crew was cleaning the sidewalk of snow from the night before. I thought to myself “I used to shovel snow,” the ability to do things myself is one of the things I took for granted and miss now. I used to be being able to eat and drink what I wanted to, and now I have to watch what I eat and can’t have any caffeine so that rules out coffee and chocolate. The chocolate wasn’t too bad, but I really missed the coffee, especially when I got a whiff of it brewing. Later on, other things were added to the list, and I learned how very important the senses are. Not only did I have to give up some of the things I enjoyed eating but my sense of smell and my lungs made life different for me too. I became extremely sensitive to chemical smells, cigarette smoke, perfumes, the smells of soaps, detergents, and so on. I have to be where those scents are not, and so I am limited in what I can and can’t do. All this makes me better appreciate the fresh smells of nature, freshly mowed grass, rain and cool, crisp air on a fall morning. Being outside on a clear day with nature at its finest is my picture of a perfectly agreeable day.
February is cold, grey and wet, but it has some gifts in disguise. Look at the whole picture, try to look at the beauty of what you see for the gift is there, don’t take it for granted. Like the song says, “Everything is beautiful, in its own way,” and the beauty is there if we take the time to look for it. Beauty truly is in the eyes of the beholder, granted there is evil and bad in the world, but we must also look for the good. The simple good in our lives is what counts the most. Genuine joy is to be found in the simple things, sharing time with family, watching children playing, music, a perfectly blue sky, ice frosted trees shining in the sun. So many things that lighten our hearts and, in doing so, lighten up our spirits.
Grey skies? With a positive thought that the grey skies will mean snow, we need the moisture, or rain a sign that spring is on its way, I go on with my day. When the day draws to a close I give thanks that for yet another day I got to use and enjoy the beauty I saw and put that picture with the rest of my memories and wait the new dawn.
Birthday greetings to all those with birthdays this next week, and get well wishes to all those ailing and recovering.
Sunset Meadows I will have its noon potluck on Friday, so come and enjoy the fellowship.
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