Yesterday, it was cold - in the 20's all day.
Today it was warm, hitting the high 60's.
How does this happen?
I'd blame it on Texas, but such spastic weather changes don't seem limited to here. Yesterday was Geoff's kind of weather and today was mine. I got to laugh and enjoy watching him frolic in the midnight snowfall, and freeze taking pictures with him during the day yesterday. Today I got to enjoy warming back up feeling like spring had arrived, again. It warmed so suddenly that it was hard to remember these pictures were taken only yesterday.
That's sort of how life has felt to us lately. We're caught in a holding pattern while we have so many places to go and things that need to be done. We're taking one day at a time not knowing what's coming each new morning from the myriad of things demanding our attention; all while feeling unsettled wondering when and where we're going to land.
One day may be totally different from the next - like an ice storm that cancels classes to a day so pretty you think about going to the lake. Though we're anxious for a little more "stability," and to feel caught up for once, we're thankful as always for this journey we're on and the opportunities before us. I think we all have times like this in life; times that remind us without a doubt that taking one day at a time is always the only choice before us.
Most of all, Geoff and I remain thankful to walk this road together, no matter where it leads.