Faith is Restored

I feel like I have to say it. How about this weather?! It is amazing! And it could not have come at a more perfect time; at around November/December/January/February/March I start asking myself and everyone around me “Why do I live here?” and “Seriously, why do I live here?” If I had my druthers, I would live my life in cutoffs and tank tops and be a happy camper.My first winter here started out glorious-I had never seen ‘real’ snow before, so I went out to Belmont Harbor one night when it had first started and frolicked for a long time. I made snow angels, I ate the fresh snow, I threw snowballs at myself. I called all my friends back home and told them about it. But then I got over it. And the winter never went away. Everyday, I would open my window with hopes that the snow would stop, only to find the complete opposite. My coworkers loved to laugh at me about my too-thin jeans and my constant complaining. I probably fell about 4 times on the ice and hit my head. Everything winter mocked me. Perhaps the most brutal reminder was after new years; Yoshi’s Cafe on Halsted had a giant ice sculpture outside that said “2001,” and I walked past it about 4 times a week. That sculpture didn’t melt until April. And I think everytime I walked past it, it laughed at me.Eventually, as everyone does when faced with neccessity, I started to adapt. I learned how to dress. I started to get excited at the smell of snow in the air. I learned a lot about my friends and where they grew up. I learned about tobogganing and snow shoeing and all sorts of things that I had only seen in cartoons. But deep down, each and every day, I dreamed about the winter I grew up with–the winter that lasts only 3 weeks and barely requires gloves. It is just who I am.When Spring hit this week, it was like I became myself again. I started smiling. I found myself grinning as I walked around the lakeview neighborhood at night. I was renewed by the smell of thawed dirt. I remembered all of the wonderful things about Chicago and what attracted me here in the first place. I remembered how wonderful the lake is. I got excited again.So that is why I stay. I fall in love all over again.

1 Comment so far

  1. kate (unregistered) on March 13th, 2007 @ 8:01 pm

    This is a lovely post but it made me kind of hate you because I’m still knee deep in snow with no end in site. I want to smile again for no reason.



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