Wednesday, November 24, 2010
thoughts from a sick kid on Thanksgiving Eve
People have always told me, “It’s just that season in your life. You’ll look back and realize how much you’ve changed, and why you went through that difficult time.”
Spring is always around the corner.
Sure, when I lived in North Carolina, these words were all too comforting. I knew that by April new life would be bursting forth and showing off its colors.
I guess my fear is that my life’s season will be like Florida:
a hot, humid summer that lasts a little longer than necessary,
followed by an uncommonly warm winter,
making spring a little less noticeable when it finally hits.