Is it the season?

I found myself laying in bed confusing J at 1:30am. I was chattering away for the past few days about death and life. I think that with winter approaching that it reminds me of the limitless of life around us. I look around and see everything that I loved during the summer dying around me. It's not a depressing thought just a realistic one. J thinks that nothing is dieing just sleeping. That is a perfect answer coming from someone that has children. For the people that don't understand what I mean I will put it like this. Have you ever looked up at the sky, the whole sky and realized how big it is. To really understand how big it is. It makes you feel soo small in a good and bad feeling. It makes you realize your place in this world is smaller than it feels. It's not a bad feeling just a realization that life is this huge unending thing that keeps on going.

When the spring comes it starts over again and the thoughts of the winter are gone. I tend to wonder if mother nature likes to remind us of all the aspects of life every year. She puts us in our place. Even though I am about to be 30 I still need a reminder once in a while that the big things in my life are not as big as I think and that no matter what happens the world goes on. Growing up my mom always told me that "the majority of what you worry about never happens" and "If you expect the best that's usually what you get." I think that she is right. She always put up little positive notes around the house while I was growing up. I think that is why I am a die hard optimist.