Here Comes the Sun

I look outside and see something so foreign to me - It's almost blinding. The sun is actually shining - a new day. It's amazing how seeing the sun can change your mood in an instant. I'm trying to recollect the last time the sun was shining - and I think it's been a week. Looking outside - I sit and take it all in as I sip my morning coffee. The grass is coming back to life after the long winter. The trees are starting to bud. Birds are singing and life is anew. New season - new beginnings. I feel like I've come out of a dark cave, eyes squinting, trying to make myself stand erect, as I look around and see the new life all aound me.

It's funny. I always look at the weather during significant times. For some reason this really pertains to funerals. It seems that when someone dies it's either sunny or cloudy on the day of their death - and during the viewing the weather continues the same - and then the day of the funeral and the burial whatever weather took place the last couple days has changed in contrast. I've awoken to days of the sun never shining brighter - burying a loved one. And other days where I've buried a loved one and it was such a rainy day. I know, I feel like I'm rambling and makes no sense to anyone reading this - and that's ok - I'm just making my own observations.

I always look at things in a symbolic way. As I sat here in the wee hours of the morning - a discovery was made. Well, not a discovery - but something was acknowledged. It was already known - but it was brought out to the surface. And during that time - dawn was fast approaching. The birds were rising starting their new day - and after such a long period of dormancy - the sun decided to make it's grand appearance.

It's as if a layer has been shed.

Like I said - this probably makes no sense to someone looking in - but it makes perfect sense to me.