Good Morning: A very good morning
Wednesday morning, I did something it felt like years since I have done.I opened my front door and let the cool breeze in.It wasn’t cold for sure, but it was pleasant and as it blew through my humble home, I could smell the honey suckle that grows across my drive on my neighbor’s fence.I could hear the birds singing and see the shade dappling my front yard.I sat there and praised God for those moments of relief from the unrelenting heat that has besieged this area lately, though I knew the stranglehold wasn’t really over yet.Some people scoff that it is just August in Texas, but to me it has felt like an all-out war.The way the heat slams you in the face when you open the door is just so disrespectful and rude. It is a shock to the system, and it is getting worse.I predict that Texas is rapidly becoming one of those places where people will live for only half a year at a time. We will all need something to escape to in August each year.This is not the heat of my youth when a cool dip in the pool or lake could offer relief. Now bodies of water heat to uncomfortable temperatures before the 4th of July. Stores frequently sell out of bagged ice and forget about getting a cool drink from a faucet in the house. It comes out warm enough to bathe in.For those of us who struggle with our mental health, long streaks of uncomfortable weather can be exacerbating whether it be extremely cold or hot. Long stretches of similarly stagnate and uncomfortable weather predictions make it harder for me to keep myself on an upward spiral as far as my mental health is concerned.
