Snowdrops can make me cry, and other little things…

Today I was walking to WDSCF9425örgl when I spotted two deer in the distance; there they were, peacefully munching on whatever greenery they could find buried under the snow without a care in the world. I stopped to watch them for a moment and that moment turned into minutes while I truly soaked in my surroundings – the fresh snow, the towering trees, the magnificent mountains in every direction, the crows cawing above my head and the fact that I really have moved here started to settle in. Immense gratefulness welled up within me and that’s when I felt it, the familiar warmth of a tear filling my eye.

“Crying over scenery, Evi? Really?” You may ask. To which I respond wholeheartedly “Damn right”.

This world is an extraordinarily beautiful place, especially when we take the time to look at the details. Now, I am a particularly exuberant person; I get excited about potbellied pigs, old books, first snow (and second, and tenth, and hundredth), and snow drops to name but a few.

Snow drops particularly come to mind as they’re a favourite of mine – they represent spring, new beginnings, strength and resilience. I can be having the worst day in the world and if my eye lands on a snowdrop I remember how small my problems really are.

They also remind me that I am who I am, and that is something to be cherished. I had an ex, once-upon-a-time-ago who had difficulty accepting my excitement over things. This was a constant source of disconnect between us that left me feeling a little crazy at times. He actually said to me once ‘Evi, sometimes a snow drop is just a snow drop’.

At the time I wrestled with this statement, questioning my enthusiasm, wondering if I was over-the-top, if I was missing a sense of ‘seriousness’ about the world. But this past year in particular with all the travels I’ve been on and the amazing things I’ve seen, amazing people I’ve met and reconnecting with old and wonderful friends I’ve realized that a ‘snow drop is only just a snow drop’ if you let it be and fail to notice the magic within it.

Now I don’t want to get all preachy, and I’m a big believer in the old idiom ‘to each their own’ – this is just how I choose to view the world. And I’m really happy that this is the way that I do.

Do as ye will, but if I may suggest – take a moment today to really look around you, at all the little details, insignificant as they may seem and I just bet you that the world may look a little brighter (and in the end, isn’t that what we’re all hoping for?)