its historic promise and the hope it will as it will not as it does always it cannot be december without snow without even the promise of snow anticipation of precipitation december begins as it ends always promising more
Be thankful for what you have, for what you have to let go of, and for those who are still with you. Gratitude comes in many forms. Look around. Be thankful.
Unrelenting in its determination, unceasing. Our resiliency stronger than even we know, a capacity for understanding more than what shows. How then to deal with, or accommodate, even lessen the impact. Cause and effect. A conundrum. An intrusion. Never ending. Daunted by circumstance, inundated with ignorance, we struggle with our self. Breathe. Let it out.
Are you able to manage the pressure, as it builds, as it corrupts, as it influences each and every decision or outcome. We all are feeling more than we deserve. It is constant in its resolve. How will you know when you are ready to blow? Does it accumulate internally, littering precious thought patterns, preventing progress. Can it be prevented? Breathe. Let it go.