It’s cold here now. I hate the cold. And yet, I have determined that I will do everything I can to love the next few months of cold weather.
“When is spring?”
I saw the question on Facebook last week. A friend had just seen the first snowfall outside her window and I chuckled at first at the notion that we were all already tired of the winter. But then my brain did something weird: it calculated how long it was until spring.
About five months.
And it occurred to me that five months was a lot of life to wish away. It’s nearly one half of a year. One five month stretch is about 2% of a childhood, small when compared to the whole, but huge when I remember how fleeting one whole childhood really is. I don’t want to wish away even 1% of it.
Life doesn’t wait for spring to keep going. My son was born in December, and my Poppy died in November. My brother was arrested in January. These memories are shrouded in snow, and they remind me not to take any day for granted, regardless of the outside temperature.
So, I have resolved to embrace this winter. I’m going to love the crap out of it.
I’m going to love winter because fleece-lined tights and cable-knit sweaters don’t require shaving or dieting to look good.
I’m going to love winter because handmade scarves make much better gifts than handmade swimsuits.
I’m going to relish the opportunity to trade showers that wash off the mud for baths that warm the toes.
I’m going to remember that you can’t teach your kid to make a snowman or throw snowballs at your husband in July.
I’m going to love cuddling under blankets and putting marshmallows in cocoa instead of over a fire.
I’m going to take a minute to marvel at seeing my own breath in the air.
I’m going to be glad that I don’t have to worry about bee stings or boob sweat.
I’m going to love winter because I love Thanksgiving turkey, Christmas magic, and New Year resolutions.
I’m going to appreciate the season of shoveling the neighbor’s walk, getting cards in the mail, and wrapping presents.
I’m going to take advantage of the opportunity to decorate my house and turn my attention back towards home for a little bit.
It’s not easy for me to love winter. I hate being cold and have an innate craving for sunshine.
But life doesn’t have to be easy to be appreciated.