Its here! We made it! Another Winter successfully survived, and now Spring has officially sprung. The sun is strengthening, the temperature is steadily rising, garments are becoming increasingly thin, and their layers are lessening.
Thinking about it now, doesn’t it always seem to have been a long Winter? Yes, I understand that Charleston Winters are neither long nor frigid in relative terms, but that doesn’t stop anyone from waiting impatiently for the coming of Spring. I am also totally aware of the objective triviality of changing seasons, but I don’t think I am the only one to feel an emotional strengthening, a replenishing of dopamine as the view on my ride home from work in cold, windy darkness gets replaced by the golden hues of a beautiful sunset, or as the Sunday chores are again accompanied by tourists just moseying their way around a wonderful town, trying to find their way to Market Street. That feeling will, of course, only last for these mild few weeks before it gets over 90 degrees with the southeast’s infamous humidity, and before all the beaches and all the restaurants are swarmed with northeastern tourists, but still. That subjective, emotional feeling of ambient warmth, of a breeze against bare skin, of the necessity of sunglasses; there’s just something about it that makes you feel good.
But please don’t forget that now we’re already a quarter of the way through the new year. How are the resolutions you made only a few months ago progressing? How is 2017 shaping up for you?
Its extraordinarily difficult to maintain the balance of both keeping yourself honest to your aggressive ambitions for the year, but also remembering to appreciate each day on its own. I can’t remember all the times I tried to tell myself to hold onto these moments as they pass. But pass they always do. They slowly drift further away, becoming less immediate, less relevant, and are then always replaced by new moments to be held onto.
Let’s try this time to sustain that feeling that comes from new Springs with all the new beginnings and new possibilities. Let’s try our best to hold onto that feeling that maybe this year will be better than the last.
Inspiration Citation: Counting Crows – “A Long December”