This year’s winter/spring weather has tested my daffodil soldiers beyond belief. Suddenly spring bounded into meteorological winter and winter retaliated with a series of bone-chilling skirmishes that countered Spring’s inappropriate intrusion.
But Spring may have lost the battle but not the war. The last week in February, my daffies started yawning. Intrusive Spring tempted their young leaves out of the protective bulb and into the deceptively warm sunlight. Their buds, encased in bright green foliage, promised that soon yellow blooms would burst free, causing anyone who spied them to break into a smile as wide as our expanding universe.
But the tug of war between Spring and Winter continued longer than expected. One night Winter sent temps plummeting to 29 and the next day Spring was on the rebound with a string of highs in the sixties. This pattern repeated during March. As the sun rose, my daffies with drooped heads and stems, greeted the noon sun spry and ready to go, perfect posture with their faces to the sun.
As the sun’s rays slowly faded into dusk, an onslaught of frigid air pushed the proud daffodil’s down, down, down. Did those daffodils succumb to nature’s whiplash? Well some did but the majority did not. By noon the next day, they were back at attention, resilient and tireless in their desire to make me and any passerby smile.
And such is life with its ups and downs, its defeats and victories. I strive to be like the daffodils—rebounding whenever life tries to punch me out. My head will droop, my shoulders ache from that unhealthy position. But in this stooped, humble position, my heart is close to Mother Earth and soon beats in unison with the planet’s rhythm of life. Earth’s force is hydraulic, pumping her strength into my veins, helping me to slowly straighten up and fly right as my father would tell me.
It takes both disaster and success to make us strong—disasters make us humble and empathetic, success bring us confidence and joy. Of course, the back and forth, the ups and downs aggravate our arthritic joints, inflame our muscles, and just plain tucker us out. But it’s worth it.