Did you enjoy Game of Thrones Marathon Weekend? Remember how they are always talking about the Winter that kills almost everyone, is to always be feared and should never be taken for granted? Makes me feel so grateful that I only watch the show, I don’t actually live it. Honestly, I would likely have a short life span the way characters are falling left and right.
I was glad it was Spring this weekend. Peas, Spinach, Beets, and lettuce are in the raised beds. Lots of other veggies and herbs are started in the “Victory Greenhouse” (Michele Obama style). Winter is finally becoming a lost lost memory.
But then I realized that I enjoyed this Spring more because the Winter had been particularly rough. I enjoyed being outside in a T-shirt because I had been in several layers for months.
I think sometimes we dread hard-times because we lack the confidence to know that we can get through them. I realized today that my confidence, and resulting increased sense of worth and calm, had also increased. I knew that we were “going to be ok”; we had survived the Spring; we hadn’t gone into debt to pay unexpected bills this year; we hadn’t gone into debt for the holidays, but instead, we lived within our means; we connected with family and friends; DH and I learned to play a couple of board games together as an alternative to watching TV all the time (post-football of course).
Hard times, I think, can sometimes be a gift in disguise. When you come through the other side, and you will, the gift of experience, confidence, perhaps a new skill set will impart a unique qualification for your future that other people will not have. It will set you apart, for good or for bad. I think that we have the choice to make it for good, more often than not.
Who has inspired you as you go through hardship? What keeps you going?