It's been of late a tough row to hoe here in the People's Republic of Gumbolia. Feeling a bit like being trapped in the northeast quarter of a tropical storm. My general outlook has been, shall we say, less than sunny.
I was challenged recently to find at least one good thing about my day. Just one, as an exercise in looking for the good in life.
Tonight, I stood at my kitchen windows, rubbing my face with my hands in an attempt to wipe away the anxiety. I looked between my fingers, outside, where a smudge of pale bluish-purple caught my eye. I looked closer.
The lilacs are in bloom. I think I actually smiled.