A Simple Day To Remember

I’ve lived long enough to treasure certain days, and moments, when one feels most alive and appreciative for the gift of Life. Yesterday was one of those days.  After a New York winter that never seemed to end, suddenly the sun burst forth in all her splendor!  Flowers popped out, migratory birds appeared making nests again, and people woke up deciding to wear shorts and sundresses. With a long-term weather forecast that finally showed an endless stretch of high temperatures, and while Vinny stayed home and built a deck for our house, I decided it was a perfect day to go to the land and work in the garden. The time of seed planting has come!

I stopped by the gas station to fill up, and noticed how cheerful everyone seemed.  I wasn’t the only one who felt alive.  I got back into my car and headed out, turning the radio up full blast.  My mind wandered to thinking about God’s promises and how they are like the seasons.  They always, eventually come.  And when they do, your heart is bursting with joy.  What you saw in black and white by faith is now sparkling with vibrant color.  At those moments all you want to do is shout out, “It’s all true!  Everything I believe in my heart is really, really true!”

It’s a exhilarating feeling when these moments happen, and while I cheerfully walk in the reality of faith about a lot of things, it’s even better when they come to fruition.  Personally, I think there will be another day when the magic of days like yesterday will be felt again.  It is the day when one passes from this life into the next, and one gets to be with one’s loved ones, and Beloved.  Like one season suddenly finding it’s end at the beginning of another – so it will be when our bodies go back to the earth and our spirit goes back to where we came from.  Will it be an experience that makes this current one feel pale and drab in comparison?  I believe so. The Creator does wonderful things like that to delight us. I’ve been missing my Mom a lot lately (as well as other loved ones who have gone before), so maybe this is why I was thinking about death in the middle of such a spectacular day. While I feel my Mom is with me a lot, and get comfort from the feeling, I really look forward to seeing her again, too.

I know that not everyone has this hope, and that is fine. Hope is universally felt, however, and one we can all relate to in different ways.

So meanwhile, until my other hopes come true, I am going to enjoy this week and all the warm sunshine, flowers, and bursting life.

Happy Spring friends!

~Pamela Oliveira
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