I haven't been my usual self lately. I haven't been as cheerful or as perky as I usually am. I look out the window at the doleful sky and patches of the snow that haven't melted yet in the bitter cold air. Though, it once was beautiful, that white perfect snow has dragged on, and I'm gloomy as I grieve the loss of the warm air.
I close my eyes just for a moment, and stand by the window. If I close my eyes hard enough, that vision of the sun and sand come back. A memory of running on the beach in flip-flops returns. I see the crystal blue pool and laughs and cries of friends and family. I close it again and see a smiling face looking towards the ocean, looking towards the sun, and feeling the summer breeze.
Sometimes, I doubt I'll be able to hold myself together through these tough winter days, especially when my family just scheduled a beach vacation to my favorite spot. I have every countdown you can imagine. But it's still not the same. I have to wait, for that summer breeze.
But I still have the memories that'll get me through. I still have the anticipation and pictures and videos. But nothing can compare to that summer breeze I once felt.
I guess what I'm trying to say is . . .
Life gets dreary sometimes, but there's always that one thing that will get you to move forward. Remember the fun times and anticipate the future. Just stick to it, because at the end of that cold winter comes that glorious, summer breeze.
Keep the faith whatever the case may be.
~Watermel8
