Signs of Hope

It’s helpful to know that the valleys of your life moved you forward on your journey every bit as much as the peaks did.

We all have good days and bad days. It’s not realistic to expect that our lives will be sunshine and lollipops every waking moment. Not only isn’t it realistic, but it sets you up for failure, because sooner or later, a certain amount of sh*t is bound to hit your personal fan. It’s the nature of things.

The nice thing about getting older is that you start to realize that you have gotten past a fair share of your allotted fan soilage. It is therefore safe to conclude that you will do so again. I find that just comforting enough to hang on during those hard times.

I find it particularly challenging to keep on the sunny side of life when we’re halfway through winter, and everything around me is grey and dead and clammy and unpleasant, and there’s no end in sight. It’s disheartening when you go weeks on end without ever seeing the sun. Thank heavens for SAD lights! They’re like a candle in the window that leads me back to levelheadedness. I’ll take all the help I can get.

When I’m feeling overwhelmed or hopeless, those subtle portents that indicate that things may just be getting better are often all it takes to give me the strength I need to soldier on. So rather than putting my head down and wallowing in my sadness, I try to seek out those portents. It could be the smile on the face of someone I love. It could be that cute way that toddlers walk with such intention and determination. Maybe it’s waking up to find my dog’s head resting on my shoulder.

I also find that the hard times I’ve survived make me appreciate the good times even more. It’s difficult to take something for granted when you can look back and see all the peaks and valleys that you’ve traversed in your life. And it’s helpful to know that those valleys moved you forward on your journey every bit as much as the peaks did. Good times are headed your way. That’s something to think about on a cold, sunless winter’s day.

I’ll leave you with a portent: on my way down my driveway today, I noticed the first flowers of the season blooming in my garden. (I actually wrote this post back on February 22nd, mind you, on a day when yet another light snow was forecast, so it was startling.) I’m attaching a picture of the portentous posy below.

Spring is coming. It’s only a matter of time. We’ve got this!

Namaste, dear reader.

I wrote a book that is chock full o’ positive portents, and you can own it! How cool is that?


Author: The View from a Drawbridge

I have been a bridgetender since 2001, and gives me plenty of time to think and observe the world.

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