I am not sure I've ever been so excited to move on from a month to the next one. March felt like an eternity and I am so happy it is April. The blooms in the #NotSoSecretGarden are starting to appear, the first brisket has been smoked, and I'm officially wearing shorts to take Hudson for a walk each morning - even if it is still in the 30s to start a couple of the past days - I'm wearing shorts in protest and getting head nods from others ready for warmer weather.
One of my favorite parts of living in New York City is experiencing all four seasons. Growing up in Texas, we only had two seasons: summer and not-summer. When I moved to NYC thirteen years ago, one of the biggest snowfalls in history happened three weeks after I arrived, almost welcoming me and saying, "Okay Texas boy, you ready for this?"
Every season arrives just when it is needed and leaves just when it is no longer welcome. And there is nothing we can do about it. We just learn to live each day as it comes.
But how true is that in the seasons of our life also? No matter how rough the winters might be, they're followed by a spring season of new beginnings. No matter how hot the summers might get, they're followed by an autumn season of cooling down and letting some things go that we don't need to carry with us anymore.
I hope that whatever season you find yourself in right now you'll know that it is right where you are supposed to be. You are equipped for this moment right now. But also know, that this too shall pass. Mountain peaks are often followed by deep valleys. But deep valleys lead us to the next ascent and it is all a part of the journey.