Winter Song on my way to work. It's one of my favorite songs of the season. Bareilles's lyrics mirrored my mindset just like the low hanging clouds. She crooned. I cried.
This is my winter song
December never felt so wrong
Cause you're not where you belong
Inside my arms
This is my winter song to you
The storm is coming soon
It rolls in from the sea
Tears falling because December does feel so wrong. Not feeling joy or the desire to seek cheer is anti December. I don't want to simply weather the storm that is Christmas...I want to embrace it with arms open and heart wide. I don't want it to wash over me. I don't want to say I survived. I want to behold it with each of my senses.
I still believe in summer days
The seasons always change
And life will find a way
Soon it will be winter on the calendar at least, yet Coach and I were caught in a deluge a few blocks into our walk last night. He told me that if the temperature was below freezing, we'd be getting lots of snow. It was 60 moist degrees out...on December 3rd! I couldn't help, but think that this driving rain should be snow...a paralyzing blizzard sounding about right.
This morning the skies were clearing and the temperatures dropping a few degrees. On the way to school, Miss Bit was weary with the weather too. She whined, "I don't like this spring weather. It's winter. I want winter."
There's a chance of snow next week, but we'll take it day by day...the daily forecast, December, the desires of the heart, the needs of the soul.
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