Groggy, I looked for the peacocks outside the french doors; visitors often showing up for a morning munch in the unfinished back yard. "Wait a minute! I'm not in Florida anymore. How come there's all this light?" I muttered as I rubbed my eyes.
I glanced at the clock on the side table. "6:30? Why am I awake?" Ah, the time difference. Florida's an hour ahead.
I decided it was time to get up and I grabbed my laptop to read my emails and shortly after write my blog post for the day.
In Florida I took my morning power-walk on the beach at around ten o'clock, before the sun became too hot. After two days in the car I really needed to stretch my legs. I do have a lakefront just steps away from my condo, so I decided to power-walk there, keeping with my routine of two months.
To my surprise the was blinded by Chicago's beauty. Tulips of every shade lined the building next door. The ornamental trees in the park had thousands of tiny pink buds a moment away from bursting open. I relished the scene. Finally spring has arrived to Chicago.
Beads of sweat formed on my brow as I trekked through the park to the lake front. At almost 80 degrees at 9:00 am it was scheduled to be a hot day. I was overdressed in light weight sweats and a muscle shirt. Skirting toward the bridge that crossed the drive sapphire blue water shimmered like diamonds against an periwinkle blue sky. As I turned south the magnificent Chicago skyline took my breath away. Only Miami Beach and NYC could compare to this view.
After a few miles south, I headed north and stopped a quarter of a mile from the bridge. Peeling off my soaked tee, I rolled up my sweats, took of my running shoes and draped myself on the retaining wall. "I have to keep up my tan ..."
I have to admit I wasn't ready to leave the sun and surf of Florida, but know that I've made the long trip back to Chicago, I'm glad to be home. The rebirth from a frozen winter is a miracle and it can only be appreciated after living through it.
Good things do come to those who wait. And that my friends will happen to all of us as we journey on the long road to publication.
I hope you all discover something beautiful in your day. Let me know. I'd love to hear about it!