It’s one of those perfect days. Out on a walk with my mini-Schnauzer, I delight in feeling the warmth of the spring sun dancing across my back. I realize again what a long winter we have experienced. We had the more snow here this past winter than any other year since the weather bureau began keeping records.

Day after day of cold weather eventually wore me down, so I’m elated to see spring finally make her appearance. Walking along the sidewalk, my neighbors’ yellow daffodils and red tulips wave to me in the breeze, reminding me that even with its unpredictability, I love this season of rebirth.

Yes, today has been a good day.

With all the angst of an uncertain writer, I often fret about all sorts of imagined disasters in the aftermath of releasing my books into the universe, so it I find it important to not only savor today, but to tuck the memory of this day away in order to remember it on days that aren’t so perfect.

I have put all imagined disasters aside for today. This morning a long-time friend texted me that she “couldn’t put Maggie down.” The local hospital gift store that carries both my books sold two copies of Maggie in the past two weeks and needed more. Music to an author’s ears. All’s right with the world.

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It’s a comfort to know that despite the many and varied challenges in life, we can depend upon change. Nothing—no thing—remains forever the same. The world can be a mystery and if we are open to change, it will create an openness in us, a willingness to experience new and unexpected possibilities.

Change can also be unpredictable. Today is May 1 and we are driving through a snowstorm near West Yellowstone, Montana.

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