Driving along my city streets, a brilliant array of pinks, greens, with splashes of yellow greet me and remind me that, like our ancestors before us, we have survived winters cold grasp.
The salmon pink of Japanese Quince shrubs standout amongst their stark, chocolate brown stems. Not to be outdone, Cherry trees burst with soft pinks, while fresh green leaves burst forth competing to be noticed. Yellow daffodil flowers in full glory are held high by their deep, lush green stems are clustered between tulips, which are awaiting their recognition.
And every morning, I am awakened by the light that filters through our curtains that the love of my life draws back before returning to the warmth of our bed. As my eyes begin to clear, he whispers, as he’s done for nearly the past ten years, ‘I love you,’ and I smile, curling up with him. Gazing out our window toward the Ornamental Flowering Plum trees that seemly bloomed overnight, the sunlight dapples through the petals of their delicate pink flowers and this is how I start each day.
Troubles are undoubtedly a part of life, yet the beauty that greets me daily, regardless of type of sun Seattle has to offer, reminds me to simply enjoy each moment and be grateful, because today is a great day to be alive.