New Day

It's been dreary and rainy here for a week now. 

I know this is normal for parts of the world, but my

sunshine-loving Colorado soul is missing the 300+ days

of sunshine we get yearly back at home. My first thought upon

waking this morning was, 

"I think I've forgotten what the sun looks like."

I immediately realized that this was a rather melodramatic

thought. But this whole internal conversation got me thinking about 

how momentary-minded I am as a person. 

When I'm sick, it's all I know. 

When I'm stressed, I can't remember peace.

When it rains, I forget the sun. 

By midday, the sun had dissolved the clouds & everything seemed new.
I even got a short bike ride in, which I've been itching for lately. Suddenly it felt
like I hadn't just spent the last several days wishing for the sun to shine-once it came,
it was all that mattered. I've talked about it before here, but I've been thinking
a lot lately about how quickly our perspectives, emotions, & perceptions change.
I'm not sure if it's a good or bad thing, or even if I need to decide one way
or the other. But I do know that I am thankful for the newness that comes
with each new day.