Now if the forecast is not fairly decent and the temperature promising to be mild – I find myself making up excuses and reasons, painfully aware that I am no longer a child
It is the middle of February and it has been rainy and gloomy for the past few weeks here in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Georgia. I feel like I have been trudging in mud for months. Suddenly, here comes the sun in all its glory. My grandson paid me a visit and helped me feed the horses. His job was to break the ice up in the water tanks which he tackled with all the might a 3 1/2 year old with a big stick possesses. Then our attention turned to a big patch of newly blooming daffodils in the pasture. It was such a wonderful and uplifting sight and drew us in like a magnet to steel. Here, in the middle of winter with ice cycles hanging from the eaves, was this incredible vision of new tender life pushing up to feel the sun on their faces. Sunshine was just what we all needed along with the promise of spring. As we began gathering some blooms, my colt couldn’t resist and joined in the fun. I watched as Wyatt picked the flowers with Eddy-O looking over his shoulder and occasionally sniffing the flowers.
I thought about how lucky I am to have these times. The things I love the best – my farm, my grandson, my horses, nature and warm sunshine – all wrapped up in a few chosen moments that would probably go unnoticed to most people and surely forgotten once they have passed. It really is true that we miss the best times when we don’t stop to smell the flowers. It is also true that it is not the biggest events that shape our lives. It is the small, everyday occurences that we choose to acknowledge or pass up that determines our happiness. One of my favorite sayings is “our lives are not defined by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away”. This was one of those moments. Nothing earth-shattering or eventful – just pure joy in the moment that made my heart sing. As wonderful as the sun made us feel that day, I know that my sunshine did not manifest due to the appearance of that heavenly orb of burning gases. My sunshine was already here in my heart.