I love the winter because it is here. The weather changes, like our moods. It’s just a fact of life. I always thought winter lasted so long here, but it seems to be zipping by.

Last spring I longed for the summer. It came, and it was wonderful. Then it was gone.

Ten night shifts in a row seems long, so I don’t think about it that way. I just try to live in the moment. Next thing I know, I have four nights off.

Seasons and work schedules pass quickly when you’re doing other things.

But these are the seasons of my life. Zipping by.

I have my favorite, but they all have their own beauty.

Maybe on my deathbed, I’ll wish for one more LOOOOOOOONG winter.