Today, the sun is shining and my windows are open. These open windows have opened up my heart as well. Suddenly, I am once more smiling and enjoying my family. We hit balls at the tennis court, I painted the baseboards, and we all cleaned out the playroom- nothing spectacular and out of the ordinary, but I have felt at peace.
So, what is it that makes the difference? Is it that I can only be happy during warm, sunny days? I don’t think so. But I do think all of the bleak winter days have primed me to enjoy the sunny day just for being sunny. And my injury has prepared me to look at my first run back as a gift, not a chore to be done. Winter makes us even more thankful for spring, and bad luck makes us thankful for good.
It also works the same that sometimes the heroine in a book must suffer a little to recognize her good fortune. Would we love a character like Jane Eyre if her life were all roses? It is her struggle and misfortune that makes the life she finds afterwards so sweet. A life by Mrs. De Winter from Rebecca should seem deeply disturbing to be in self exile, but instead, her triumph over the memory, the very ghost of Rebecca is inspiring. The transition makes us root for the characters and their happiness. Which heroine have you suffered with and loved to its happy ending?
~*~Shaleen’s first attempts to write were played out in her home as she wrote murder mystery parties. Eventually some characters without murder and mayhem in their hearts snuck out, and Shaleen is still working to get them to tell their story. She also writes an ongoing blog on health and fitness (and the struggles of this triathlete) at www.havematwilltri.com