It was a beautiful day yesterday, if a bit warm. It is starting to be so warm that we should take our walks earlier now. I was so enjoying the spring weather. Some seasons don't last long enough for me, in life as well as in nature. This year, one of my seasons came to an end after 37 years. Maybe that is why I've mourned for so long. It wasn't just losing my Grandma (who I miss), it was also a season ending. And when you've enjoyed that season for 37 years, it is kind of hard to adjust to the season being over. I wasn't ready for it to end. But it is okay. Along with endings, come beginnings, just like the changing of the seasons. And I can't live in the past, or in fear of the future seasons, but I can enjoy today.
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