Spring, maybe???

Well, contrary to my previous entry, today was a day to bask in the beauty of the weather, rather than bemoan it. It actually felt like spring today, like it really, truly was going to stop being winter and move on to the next season. Today is one of those days you just feel happy to be alive, you actually FEEL alive, all the way through. It's like the warm spring sun warms something deep in your soul that has been kind of frozen and hard for the last few months and you remember who God is and that he actually is there! I think winter is bad for my soul, it just makes me feel all dark and foggy inside. Seriously, at least when it drags on for so long. I do love a good snow, and sweatshirts and sweaters are nice and cozy, but my heart just does flip-flops when the weather starts to warm up. When the leaves come out and the grass gets green and flowers start to bloom, well, I am in heaven. Today was a day that made me actually believe it will all happen again. Even though I can look at pictures of my yard from last summer and see the leaves, I can remember swimming in the outside pool with the kids, it still seems far-fetched that spring and summer are actual, real seasons here. But they are, hallelujah, and today was just the beginning!

Of course, one of the best things about warm weather being here has to do with a rather sad and pathetic, well, superstition I guess you'd call it, of mine. See, anytime I drive by a golf course, I look for people playing golf. And if there are people playing golf, well, then I feel an enormous sense of relief. Why, you ask? Well, I think the reason is two-fold. For one, my dad is an avid golfer, and we grew up around him and golf courses, and even as a thirty-five year old, I still feel some weird sense of security attached to golf, because it makes me think of my dad. Some psychiatrist would no doubt have a field day with that one. Secondly, I figure if people are playing golf, things can't be too bad in the world. And today there were TONS of people on the golf course. Sometimes I have to really strain to pick out a golfer, like when the weather starts to get cold. I'm afraid one day I'll have a heck of a time explaining to a police officer why I just hit a tree. "Well, you see, I was trying to see if there were any people playing golf, officer." But there was no trouble today finding people out there enjoying the links and the fine spring day.

So there's another little insight into the weirdness that makes me me. Enjoy spring wherever you are, and watch for golfers, it's sure to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside! Just for curiousity's sake, what are some weird things that make YOU feel at peace? And I mean out of the ordinary things. I'd love to hear that I'm not the only one who finds comfort in something very particular and odd!