Savored Moments…

 

Yesterday…I drove to work…in a Winter Wonderland…oh…there was no snow…but…the frost was so heavy…that the evergreens were as white as flocked Christmas trees…

As beautiful as that was…the interesting thing was…the fog…they called it…a freezing fog…which I suppose was responsible for the heavy-duty frosting…I’m not exactly sure of the phenomenon that brought it all about…being as I’m not a…meteorologist…and…I haven’t played one on TV…I just know…it was beautiful…it was eerie…it was quiet…it was peaceful…it was cold

It took several hours for that…frosty fog…or…foggy frost…to burn away…but…when it did…it was a delightfully sunny day…warm…even…and I so appreciated the sunshine…

Bertha…said…it reminds her of life…mine in particular…that things are always changing…and…although…I can’t hold on to life…any more than the frost could hold on once the sun came out…that…I can savor the moments as they come…and…then…savor the ones that take their place…

Savoring…

Jane

 

Waiting for the Fog to Lift…

This morning…I stepped outside…to find…my world…shrouded in fog…and for a few moments…I could see nothing…other than the eerie mist…

But…quickly…things came into focus…the trees…the fence…the flamingo…and…even though I couldn’t see it…I could hear the bubbling rock…I knew it was there…

Bertha…said…it reminded her of my life…of times…when I feel like I’m in a fog…when I can’t see beyond the tip of my own nose…my own trials…but…that when I don’t struggle…when I just wait patiently for a moment…solutions…begin to take shape…

She reminds me…it can’t be rushed…that I just have to…trust…that like the bubbling rock that I can’t see…it is there…

She promised…the sun will always shine…will always evaporate the fog…in my world…and in my life…

Jane