Until recently, I had been feeling that my cup was empty. As in empty to the last drop. Then, as if someone flipped a switch, we saw a change in our weather pattern and my cup gradually began to fill. More sun. Warming temps. A different feeling in the air.
I think I may have suffered from a seasonal disorder this winter -- lack of sun. Too much grey and dreary. Not only just the weather but in my personal life too.
Last week felt like spring. A new season. A re-birth. A lifting of the spirits. I spent time outside. Breathing. Breathing deep. Letting the sun hit my face. Driving with my windows down and feeling the warm(er) breeze. It just kept getting better this weekend.
Yesterday I painted my toes and wore flip flops all day. I can't begin to tell you what this small pleasure has done for my state of mind. It's made a huge difference.
Today after church I went on a long walk with my neighbor gal. During the course of our walk, we talked about how good it felt to be outside in the fresh air. It's been a long and cold winter here. For everyone. I think we all needed to recharge our batteries. The temps today were just upwards of 55 degrees and everyone was out. Walking. Riding bikes. Sweeping out the garage. Washing cars. Sitting on the front porch.
I filled my cup this weekend -- painted toes, flip flops, sunday school and church, long walks in the fresh air, painting in my kitchen in preparation of new countertops on tuesday, a couple of hours with lawman on the motorcycle (first ride of the season) and creating in my kitchen by way of a simple dinner of homemade biscuits, sausage, fruit salad and a hot fudge cake for dessert in the oven which will be enjoyed shortly with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.
It's the end of the weekend and for the first time in months I know that I can make it through the work week. My batteries are fully charged and my cup is full.