Back on February 1 I posted about the emerging daffodils under the Weeping Cherry tree. At the time, they were tiny little shoots barely poking through the soil. I wondered in my post what storms loomed on the horizon, knowing winter’s clock still ticked loudly. I don’t consider myself prophetic by any means, but only a week later the Blizzard of 2013 unfolded. Thirty inches of snow fell and I felt sure the daffodils would be ruined, buried under so much snow.
Imagine my surprise and delight when the snow finally melted and I discovered that not only had the daffodils survived, but also that they were taller. They are a hardy bunch! As I studied them more closely I noticed buds forming on the stems. In a couple of weeks, maybe even less, they will bloom.
I knew when I wrote my first post Pushing Up that I wanted to come back to the daffodils as they grew taller. They are my encouragement to take one day at a time when life feels too full. The last two weeks have been busy ones—writing and publication deadlines, mid-semester comments and marks due, along with normal life obligations. The busier I become the more distracted, impatient, and task-oriented I become, giving less of myself to the ones I love.
Yesterday it rained buckets on Long Island, but my daffodils endured. Today the sun shone and the daffodils seemed to stand a little taller. Tonight the temperatures will turn cold and a breezy day is forecasted for tomorrow. Yet, I trust the daffodils will endure these elements too. One day at a time—one day at a time.
Yes, one day at a time. . . a lesson I still have to work on and one God reminds me of through writings like yours. Thanks so much! Love your blog.
Thanks, Mom. Glad we had the chance to talk on the phone today!
I look forward to your pictures of spring. When Dan and I visited for his interview, I remember looking at all the trees and flowers that were only days away from blooming (we came just a tad too early to see all the buds in full bloom) and hearing people talk about how beautiful spring is on campus. We are looking for spring to arrive here too, but it looks like we’ll have to endure some more snow before that happens. I’m sure there’s a metaphor for life in there somewhere, but I’ll leave that to the writers. 🙂
Guess what? Snow showers are predicted for tomorrow! 😦 I will be sure to post some photos of spring in bloom–if it ever arrives!