I was out in Port Jeff again this weekend, and Long Island is still covered in dirty mounds of shoulder-high snow. It's slowly starting to melt, though. Standing in the sunny breakfast room this morning Mom and I listened to the thaw. There's water dripping everywhere, you can hear it running.
I found Mom's missing pedometer in the driveway. It must have been buried under all the snow before, but now, things are starting to be uncovered. And who knows how long the pool light was accidentally on, but from the upstairs window last night I saw this iridescent light shining up from below the ice, finally peaking through the thinning snow.
It feels like we are slowly coming out of hibernation, shaking off the freeze and the dark and starting to thaw out. The first signs of Spring are usually cause for joy. And, I am happy that it's above freezing, that there is sunshine, that I only have to wear one jacket rather than two or three.
At the same time, I feel saddened by the signs of time passing. Life is moving forward, Spring is coming, and you are still not here. I don't want to get farther and farther away from you. And I almost feel as if, what right does the sun have to present itself now, when you are not here to bask in its rays?
If you were here, you would be so pleased that the weather was preparing itself for golfing season. I wish you could get out on the course and play a few rounds with your friends. I wish you were here to see the water dripping down, to feel the warm sunshine on your skin.
I wish you were here all the time.
a
I found Mom's missing pedometer in the driveway. It must have been buried under all the snow before, but now, things are starting to be uncovered. And who knows how long the pool light was accidentally on, but from the upstairs window last night I saw this iridescent light shining up from below the ice, finally peaking through the thinning snow.
It feels like we are slowly coming out of hibernation, shaking off the freeze and the dark and starting to thaw out. The first signs of Spring are usually cause for joy. And, I am happy that it's above freezing, that there is sunshine, that I only have to wear one jacket rather than two or three.
At the same time, I feel saddened by the signs of time passing. Life is moving forward, Spring is coming, and you are still not here. I don't want to get farther and farther away from you. And I almost feel as if, what right does the sun have to present itself now, when you are not here to bask in its rays?
If you were here, you would be so pleased that the weather was preparing itself for golfing season. I wish you could get out on the course and play a few rounds with your friends. I wish you were here to see the water dripping down, to feel the warm sunshine on your skin.
I wish you were here all the time.
a
No comments:
Post a Comment