Can I handle the seasons of my life?

That is one of my all-time favorite lines from one of my favorite songs. The song is "Landslide," by Fleetwood Mac (or Smashing Pumpkin, or Tori Amos, depending on who you ask). "Landslide" definitely makes my top-four (song) list. But it has a tough fight, for the top, against almost every Counting Crows song. Especially "Anna Begins."

"Landslide" is my favorite song for several reasons. Well, first, it reminds me of my college days at Penn State. It instantly takes me back when I hear it. It also reminds me of my Dad; we danced to this song at my wedding.

The line is just great, in general. Especially when times are a little tougher than you would otherwise hope for.

It is also reminds me of the real seasons. The weather cycles, that is. And now that spring has almost sprung, it made me think. What is it about the beginning of a new season that re-energizes you? It is almost like wiping the slate clean, isn’t it?

Besides just a change of pace, I think that the beginning of a season is hope. It’s a reason to start over to avoid the “seasons” of your own life. Or at least have more ups than downs. It’s a second chance at that New Year’s Resolution that you didn’t follow through with. I, for one, have been to the gym two days in a row (thank you very much) and will cut out the junk food (I’ve only had two pieces of chocolate and a chocolate cupcake today - - and it’s already 1:24 p.m.). My excuse was that the two pieces were dark chocolate and I’ve read that it’s good for your heart. And a co-worker's wife baked the chocolate cupcake so I had to be polite, right? Never mind that it was the best chocolate cupcake I’ve ever tasted.

So, here's to a new season and a new beginning filled with more more ups than downs. And if you slip up there's always summer…