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Friday, April 22, 2011


A Lot Like Love

It’s rumored that Will Rogers—favorite son of Oklahoma—said (something to the effect of) If you don’t like the weather here, just stick around. It’ll change in a few minutes. Anyone who has ever been to The Sooner State knows this to be a fact.  Springtime can be particularly fickle—a lot like love.

First of all, Spring takes you by surprise. One day there’s snow and yuck, gray clouds and gloom. And then the next thing you know, the crocuses are peeking their fresh, green heads through the near frozen ground. Love does that. Once you’ve decided that it’s not going to come, or that it’s so far away you shouldn’t even dream about it, there it is. You walk into the coffee shop, grocery store, PTA meeting, whatever, and he’s there. That one man who’ll ultimately make your life…a disaster. A lot like Spring.

Now I mentioned the crocuses. Green starts to abound. Beautiful flowers, grass, buds on the trees. Birds are singing, the sun is shining, and it looks like heaven around every corner.  But all that can change in a heartbeat. Blue skies turn black and heavy with angry clouds. Rains falls, hail falls, and things get destroyed. A lot like love.

Love can do that. It can tear down your dreams and re-invent you in ways you never wanted to be re-invented. Love can make you question everything about yourself. It can make you jealous, crazy, and crazed. And just when you think it can’t get any worse…it does. A lot like Spring.

Oklahoma is particularly volatile in the Spring. We have twisters that tear through whatever’s in their path. They leave  people homeless, destitute, hopeless and generally sad. But the destruction that’s left makes a person remember what’s important. Is it the things in your house or the people who surround you? So what if your car’s on the top of your neighbor’s shed? You’re fine, your family’s fine. (And you’re insured, of course) What matters is that you have someone to hold and someone you can depend on. A lot like love.

But even love mellows. Smooths out until it’s like the crystal clear top of Ten Killer Lake—beautiful, blue, and calm. Love becomes aged and smooth, comfortable, dependable and smart. It becomes June, if you will.
Eventually Spring time levels off as well. The skies turn ugly less and less. The tulips give way to irises. We all plant impatiens and watch the birds nest in our patio plants. Capricious spring turns to steady summer. Flighty, unpredictable love turns to respectful, solid adoration. And all is right with the world…until the heat of August sets in. But that’s another blog...

Amie Louellen
Brodie's Bride  
Available 6/24/2011
from the Wild Rose Press
Amie Louellen loves nothing more than a good book.  Except for her family…and maybe homemade tacos…and shoes.  But reading and writing are definitely high on the list. When she's not creating quirky characters and happy endings she enjoys going to little league baseball games and boy scout meetings. Born and bred in Mississippi, Amie is a transplanted Southern Belle who now lives in Oklahoma with her deputy husband, their genius son, a spoiled cat, and one very hyper beagle.

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Maria said...

Lol Amie! The weather is like that here in Missouri just kind of learn to roll with it...never thought of love in terms of spring like what you wrote but it's a good comparison. Happy Friday!


Amy said...

Happy Friday to you too! Thanks for coming by today! <3

Judy said...

You jumped from hurricanes (if you were South Mississippi to those twisters in Oklahoma:) I am from Gulfport, Mississippi and now live in South Louisiana. Spring is okay here, just doesn't last long enough til the heat of summer bombards us. I enjoyed your post.


booklover0226 said...

Weather is MD can be like that, too. One day, you're wrapped up like a mummy against the cold and the next day you're wearing shorts!

Go figure...

Tracey D
booklover0226 at gmail dot com

cheryl c said...

Spring is fickle here in Georgia, too. You never know what to expect. I prefer that, though, over the heat and humidity of summer.
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Sarita said...

Brodie's Bride looks wonderful!

And I like homemade tacos too. :)

Jean P said...

Yes, spring is pretty fickle here in NE Ohio, one day the sun is shining, next day cold and rainy, though this spring, we are getting more cold and rain.

skpetal at hotmail dot com

chey said...

Spring here in NW ON is sometimes snow one month, forest fires the next.
chey127 at hotmail dot com

Rebekah E. said...

what little bit of spring we get in colorado can be fickle also. But we tend to have winter and summer, no spring or fall.


EdgesAngel23 said...

Our spring weather is like that here in WI! Sometimes we have gorgeous glorious sunshine and warm weather, and then a day later we have freezing cold, snow and ice!!
I'm hoping mother nature decides it should be warm pretty soon now!!
Ashley A

Terra Pennington said...

Happy Earth day. Love the cover of your new books and will be adding it to my wish list along with the date so I can keep an eye out for it.


Anonymous said...

Nice post! And so true - love is a crazy thing. :)

Robin said...

I like your comparisons! Here in the Northwest we learn to appreciate those moments of sun, brief though they may be, because the rain always comes back! But you can enjoy the rain too...

Carol Burge said...

Would love to check out Brodies Bride. Love the cover. Very red! :)

Oklahoma weather sounds a lot like Michigan weather (except for the tornadoes, thank goodness).

Loved the analogy, Aime! Thanks for sharing!


Ruth C. said...

Our weather hasn't been pleasant lately - we only had 2 days that we even SAW a GLIMMER of the sun in March. Yesterday was a gorgeous day for Easter, though.!!

Joni said...

I think that Spring is fickle everywhere. I hope we get enough time to enjoy the Spring weather before the heat of summer descends upon us.


Sarah Ahiers (Falen) said...

Spring is slow to start in MN. By the time it starts to warm up and the trees bud, we're already into summer. AH well