The last slap of winter on Cape Cod brings roaring wind, but not a lot of snow outside my window this morning. Most moaned and groaned about this storm as it was predicted all week long. Yesterday was gorgeous here. I drove to work in the late afternoon sun. Trees were starting to bud and it was too warm for a coat. Standing behind the counter at work, gazing out at the sunny parking lot, it was hard to believe that in less than 24 hours this is what I’d wake up to.
Then a strange thought crossed my mind. I should take time to savor and enjoy this day. It’s probably the last snow I’ll see for many months to come. Koko is closed and I garnered an unexpected snow day. We put up closing signs last night so I spent the evening reveling in the fact I didn’t have to leave the house at 7am. Coming downstairs this morning I looked forward to a second cup of coffee in my rocking chair and time to write this post. My house feels like a warm cocoon and I have no where to go today. All errands and exercising were done yesterday in anticipation of being housebound today.
A full day at home stretches before me. The only wrench that could be thrown in my day would be a power outage, but I have a generator to run heat, light, and small appliances, so even that wouldn’t deter my enjoyment of this day. I will spend most of the day at my desk – the office of Under The Clouds Press – readying the manuscript of Through The Widow’s Window (see yesterday’s post) for the print edition. A vanilla candle scent wafting through the house, hot coffee, and a whole day in my most favorite place in all the world – my home.
Once again I get intense pleasure from experiencing something I don’t get to experience often. I realize that if I were not working and home everyday, this day wouldn’t be as special as it feels. I no longer say Oh I wish I could do this everyday about anything anymore. I now know the best parts of life lie in living in balance – never having an over abundance of anything – because our human psyches boar and tire easily of that which we have too much of. As the song says:
Only need the light when it’s burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go…
…and you let her go.
~Passenger~
And so, as another day goes by, yes, you have to “let her go” or “let it go” in order to appreciate that which is given to you today, and…I have written.
On my iPod today:
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