Too Many Winters

I think perhaps I've experienced  too many winters. I say that not because I find my life ebbing way, but from the total saturation of experience. The beauty of the first winter snow storm is exciting and stimulating until I realize that its beauty is not fleeting. This white covering soon begins to blend with the sky and the world surrounding me becomes a never ending dome.

My snow shoes and cross country skis sit in a lonely corner of the garage. The thought crosses my mind of actually dragging one or the other out and taking a spin. The exercise would definitely be a positive approach toward better mental health. As soon as the sun shines and the temperature reaches the high 20's I just might consider a little excursion.

I remember past winters where I raced down the snow covered slopes on my downhill skis and felt the wind in my face and pine branches brushing my frozen cheeks. I remember hoping I could still feel my feet when it came time to slide off the chairlift and gritting my teeth in pain as the weight of my snow boot crushed the bone spur on the top of my foot.

Now those winter memories are just that---memories which I treasure and feel no compulsion to revisit. Perhaps it is time to pursue a change of climate where warmer memories can be created. The stoic cacti of Arizona are looking more graceful and inviting as each winter passes. Feeling the sun on my face and a warm breeze would be a welcome change. My rose colored glasses have become tarnished and scratched from years of winter use and I lack the energy to find a replacement. The solution to this problem is becoming clear. Leave! Just Leave! Allow winter to have her peaceful time blanketing everything in white and gray. I have paid my dues and moving on is the next step toward survival. Sorry Winter, but you have literally burned me out and sucked me dry. I apologize if you are offended by such a blunt statement. The truth can be painful, yet it must be said. You may drop all the beautiful snow flakes you desire, but I will not be here to appreciate them.