Life is funny sometimes.
Today is 17 March.
The first day of Spring is 3 days away.
Three weeks ago we experienced major ice and snow (at least for our area) that closed schools, businesses, and government offices.
It rained here last week 5 days out of 7.
My husband cut our yard yesterday. Our high temperature today is expected to be in the 80s.
Ironic.
My oldest son had his first son 6 weeks ago. I’m no longer just a mother, I’m a grandmother.
My daughter, who was a little 8 year old girl who loved soccer last year, is now a pre-teen who is crazy about dance, but hates the outfit because she is self-conscious about her body.
This time last year I was a girlfriend. Now I am a wife.
Over the past few years, my Mom has been one of my closest confidants; the one I turned to and leaned on when I needed her help. Now the roles have changed. Her health is declining and now she needs me.
A year ago, I had a career plan. I enrolled in classes to further my education while continuing my career as a nurse. Now, I am unemployed and figuring out my next move.
All of this happening while the seasons are changing outside.
Seasons Change 