I've been fighting off a bit of the blues lately. The down in the dumps. A general blah.
It has been going on for a few weeks (months?) and I just can't seem to shake it. I have been short tempered, cranky, and a bit depressed. I can't really put my finger on it. I don't think it is just a seasonal thing. I'm thinking that the state of our country and world is a big part of it. You just can't escape the anger and meanness of people these days. It is hard for me to deal with all the negativity.
And, too, my personal life has been hectic. There is the usual but there are also some possible big changes on the horizon which are both exciting and nerve wracking. Add to that the usual parenting dilemmas and uncertainty and growing pains and I am just a bit of a mess lately.
For lent I decided to dedicate a bit of my day to prayer and reflection. It has become a rejuvenating part of my day. Like meditation. It brings a peaceful element to my day. I am really enjoying it.
Today the sun made an appearance. It was much welcome from the snowstorms and gloom we'd been having. It wasn't terribly warm but it was getting close to the 50s and my back patio had warmed up enough for me to venture outside. The 40-50 mph winds were muted in my backyard by the house and the trees. It was a little haven.
I made myself a cup of coffee, sat down on my patio, and began my prayers. I listened to the birds singing and fighting over the bird feeders a few feet from me, and Molly lay at my feet soaking up the sun with me. I stayed there for quite a while. It seemed the meditation, prayers, coffee, vitamin D, little critters, my dog, and nature were just what I needed.
I guess it's official. The transformation into my mother has begun.