It’s easy to treat certain seasons of life like something to survive rather than experience. Winter, for example. You tell yourself you’ll just mentally check out – complain about the snow, wait for warmer days, and count down until you can leave the house in flip flops again.
But time has a funny way of taking notes.
One day winter ends, and not just on the calendar. The kids are a little taller. Your face has collected a few new “expression lines.” And somehow an entire season slipped by while you were busy waiting for it to be over.
The passage of time doesn’t pause just because a season feels inconvenient or cold or mildly offensive. Life keeps happening in the background: on snow days, in routines, during moments you plan to fully appreciate later.
Perspective might come from realizing that even the seasons we don’t love still count. And that staying present may be the only way to stop time from sprinting past while you’re looking ahead to spring.
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