In the continuing saga of pollen:
I go for a walk today. Okay, actually I am walking home from a friend's house, but that still counts. It's finally warm today after a chilly and grayish start to the day, so I tie my sweatshirt around my waist and head toward home.
Crossing the street by the churches, I decide to cut through the grass-covered alley instead of staying on the sidewalk. The path is lush, green, and, best of all, in the shade.
At the end of the walkway is a tall bush. Yup, lilacs. Again.
The last time lilacs and I ran into each other, I avoided them as much as I could so I wouldn't keep sneezing. Today, pollen be damned! It rained this weekend, it was cold this weekend, it was overcast this weekend.
I decide to change my attitude with the sun. Since it's warm now and finally spring for real, I walk up to those lilacs, take a deep breath, savor the moment, and move on.
Now, if I can just translate that into my everyday life, the lilacs (and the pollen) can teach me life lessons. Right now all I've got is "Stop to smell the lilacs." I suppose "Damn the pollen!" works, too.