While my ex and I had a tough time with a lot of things..
We did a few things well.
One of them… was the ‘Do-over’. (Which, for the record, was his idea. I want to give credit where credit is due.)
If we had had a rough start to the day or the week or the whatever .. we’d recognize when we had come to an impasse.. or just a better place. Of understanding. Of compassion. Of wanting to move forward.
One of us would say .. ready.. set..
And in an instant, we let go of whatever was nagging at us. Give each other a fresh start. Smile and come back at the day.
The Cowboy and I have needed a do-over all week. And we’re finally there, I think. We hit the refresh button a few times.. but much like my computer these days.. we’ve gotten stuck halfway, loading any page .. and out of frustration we’ve both shut down for the day. Feeling in need of a good repair person to come tell us what the problem was and fix it for us.
I’m pretty sure this time we’ve officially rebooted the whole system and are back at 100%.
Spring is kind of like that ..
A time to hit the reset button. It has been a beautiful spring throughout many parts of the country. Things which usually don’t come back to us yet for months are already in full bloom. Life as we know it, in nature anyway.. has returned as well.
But the cycle of life.. always includes challenges. And sometimes with the beauty of spring, come some very terrible storms.
It has been a tough week, not just for the Cowboy and I .. we have been quickly reminded of how small a storm we are weathering compared to others around us.
Some very dear friends have announced divorce. Have lost a child. A father and grandfather. News has come two others are now managing end-of-life care, losing their battles to cancer. And a second mother to me is back in the hospital.
It has been a challenging week. One that reminds me there is a cycle to life and to relationships. That along with the good I always look for and try to hold constant, the constant spring..
… that there are seasons.
And every chance we have for our own spring .. our own reset .. or do-over with those we love and hold dear, much like the time with the delicate magnolia blossoms on this tree, is a gift.