As a child growing up in snowy Massachusetts, I remember hearing my mother repeating the old saying “April showers bring May flowers.” She lovingly encouraged me to be patient with the cold and rainy weather that followed the snow. She would often remind me that, yes, spring would definitely arrive.
Impatient, I wanted to skip the slushy, muddy weather and go straight to picking flowers and, best of all, a new Easter outfit!
These days, I am learning more about enjoying the phase of life I am in and not “pushing the river.” More and more I realize that I am in the most perfect spot I can be, right now. In this spot, I have progressed from where I was, and yet I’m not where I may be in the future. I am at peace with where I am.
Perhaps this comes with age and experience, and perhaps it is because I am finally cultivating the patience needed to wait out life’s dreary seasons. I look forward to the gifts that life can bring, and like a child eagerly awaiting the blossom of the daffodils, I too await the blossoming of my heart.