Marjorie JamesOn March 20, spring officially began. It didn’t matter that it had been cold and rainy the day before – it was now spring! To make it even better, the 20th was a mostly sunny day here in the Seattle area.

A week before, I had driven with the top down on my convertible. When I came into the house, I boldly announced that, “Spring is in the air!” I can’t explain exactly the difference that day, but there was a certain feeling that winter was behind us.

I personally think that the first day of spring, whenever it arrives, is more eagerly anticipated than New Year’s. Daffodils, crocuses, and tulips are up. Grass is being mowed, and it smells so good! Leaves are appearing on the trees; some cherry trees are already in bloom. The birds are singing their hearts out. We have a new one in our backyard that has a “trill” in his song. We don’t know what kind of bird it is, but the sound is distinct and uplifting. Baseball season is upon us, and hope springs eternal that the Mariners will “get it right” this year.

True, there will be more rain in the Pacific Northwest, and there is still snow on the ground “over the mountains”, but it is spring, so everything is wonderful. All right, not everything, but somehow there is a feeling that “happy days are here again” or at least on their way.

If this has been a year that included loss of any kind, death, divorce, or a child going off to college for the first time, spring may be just what you need to put the experience in a bit of perspective. It is still devastating, and will be for a long time, but somehow trouble seems approachable, and the process of overcoming loss can seem just a bit more doable, on a warm, sunny day.

Take a walk and enjoy the changes around you that spring brings. Even if it is raining, somehow life doesn’t seem quite as daunting after the Equinox. If spring brings an allergy attack for you like it does for me, take an allergy pill and immerse yourself in the sights and smells! Look for plants rearing their heads, rhododendron buds appearing on the bushes, and the leaves on those “dead” trees in your yard or along the street. Listen to the birds celebrating and celebrate with them.

We lost an hour of sleep, but we have gained spring. Life is good!

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