Give me SUN

It has been too long since we have seen the sun. I know other parts of the country are having a heat wave and record highs, while we in the greater Seattle regions are just waiting with baited breath for a hot day. We haven't had a sunny truly sunny day since last July. That's 2010 folks. We are longing for sun to dry out our houses and clean up our mood. I want to feel the heat so to speak. Instead day after day it is dreary, rainy, yuckie, and just right not the way I want it to be this time of year. There are no cold Colas in my frig waiting to burst open and quench my thirst. There are no popcicles waiting in the freezer to join me for sitting on the the edge of the porch. There is no watermelon waiting to satisfy that sweaty body who just played volleyball in the yard. It is hot chocolate and warm rice pudding still filling my tummy after all these months. I hope to someday put away my hooded sweatshirts and bring out lovely filmy gauze tops and capris. Until it comes once again I will just take yet another Vitamin D tab and look into the sky and hope the color is not dark gray.

Moody Blues

Moody Blues

Today the South Wind blows outside my window. It's raining, which is no big deal. After all this is Puget Sound. The water flowing through the channel below our house looks like a river instead of salt water. The wind is constant and all the waves move more like the current of a river all running in one direction. It is dreary out. Dark clouds, rain, wind, moody ocean dominate the day. I am dreary on the inside as well. Life has sent me too many storms this week and I am beyond repair at the moment. I am like a spent flower. Wilted over beyond a drink of water. The week was long, exhausting, emotional, thought provoking, and I am empty. I am not sure how to refill the tank. I tried napping and sleep evaded me. I tried shopping but it felt small and empty. I tried eating but the calories just kept looming over me like a shark attack. None of it was fun. In fact I long for night time and sleep. Sometimes you need to just wash the day away and start again.

I think again of the water below my house. It just keeps moving along. I guess this is also a lot like life. It just keeps moving along. We may try and be a log on the beach but in spite of our desire to detach the high tide comes and the current moves us along. By tomorrow my mood will change. A shower will wash me clean. Fresh clothes hopefully will reawaken my sense of readiness. A nutritious meal will elevate my mood. And I will just keep moving along. I know in my heart I want to keep moving along.