Having lived in Michigan the majority of my life, I am quite used to the annual March snowstorm. After three months of snow and cold, March begins to bring warmer temps and snow melt. We get pretty excited. Forty degrees means light jackets and a return to outdoor life.
Then it happens. The forecast shows several inches to be dumped on us overnight. Happens every year.
The weather is like many of the other circumstances in our lives. It is out of our control.
When something is out of our control, the temptation is to complain about it. To wail and bemoan our state. It never does any good.
To come to a state of acceptance of circumstances we cannot change brings a peace that fighting against them cannot.
