Maintaining a sunny disposition, whatever the weather!

Yesterday evening, as I let my dog out for her bedtime pee, I could feel the distinct chill of fall in the air. Summer will soon be drawing to a close, no sooner than it began it seems. Especially here in Toronto where unseasonal rain and cool temperatures left us waiting with baited breath for it to begin. Families are closing their cottages, the kids are heading back to school, and many of us are on the verge of packing away our sunny disposition for another year.

If you suffer from Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD), I respect the legitimacy of your disorder and don’t deem myself worthy of offering advice. While I have first-hand experience with depression, it’s never been seasonal and I’m no expert on the matter. If, however, you simply find yourself feeling a little bummed at the prospect of summer’s departure, I’d like to share three little words that help me maintain a sunny disposition year-round:

Weather is weather

“No shit, Sherlock,” you may say. Yes, I know, I’ve just stated the obvious, but let me tell you the story behind the words that have become a favourite mantra of mine.

My Grandma Berta, may she rest in peace, passed away just shy of her 103rd birthday a few years ago. While I didn’t chat with her often enough (hindsight is 20/20, isn’t it?), we did enjoy frequent long-distant calls between her home in England and mine in Canada. Besides weekly visits with my parents, she didn’t get out and about much so she had little news to share with me. Instead, she took joy in listening to me ramble — about my work, my husband, my daughter, and even my dog. And of course, she would always ask about the weather. It’s what we do, right?

Living in a country of extremes, I would tell her about the heat and humidity, the cold and the windchill factor, the sun, sleet, rain, slush and snow. And at the end of every meteorological update, regardless of its contents, she would say to me, “oh well, weather is weather.” Or more precisely, “oh vell, veder is veder.” (She had a strong Hungarian accent.)

Those three little words always made me smile, but I don’t think I truly took them on board until she died. From then on, every time she came to mind, so did her words. In fact, they were so prominent after her passing that I decided to designate them her legacy to me.

Dancing grandma with a sunny disposition

Dancing with my grandma on her 90th birthday.

Despite her stormy past, she had a sunny disposition

My grandma had a sister called Rosie. Her life was anything but. Yes, she lived a long and healthy life. But she was long-predeceased by her husband, her siblings, and even one of her sons. And that was just the latter part of her life. The early part was no picnic. I’ll spare you the details because this post is about the weather, not the Holocaust. Suffice to say she experienced more suffering than those who haven’t walked a similar path could ever imagine. A path along which her survival was dependent on her inner strength, because she could not control the outside elements. A path that can’t help but teach you not to sweat the small stuff, albeit in the harshest way. One that taught me to pursue a sunny disposition, whatever the weather.

And so it is that I find myself sitting on my back deck, enjoying this cool summer day while thinking about the cosy fall sweaters that await me. I look forward to watching the leaves turn golden. I await winter’s first snowfall with joyful anticipation. And I imagine the happy chirp of morning birds come spring. Through winter, spring, summer and fall, I shall keep my spirits up. For you, dear Nagymama, for you.

By | 2017-08-24T15:06:00+00:00 August 24th, 2017|22 Comments

22 Comments

  1. jhilmil August 24, 2017 at 8:38 pm - Reply

    Beautiful story of how a Grandma’s love and words can be related to weather. Loved every aspect of it even “Veder is veder”. Loved the way you decided to have a smiling life every weather of the year.

    • THE WORDY MOM August 24, 2017 at 9:18 pm - Reply

      Thanks, and keep smiling!

  2. Komal August 24, 2017 at 9:45 pm - Reply

    I can relate to depression associated with weather except in my case it’s summers. Summer in the subcontinent especially Pakistan is brutal. I start feeling suffocated even when spring arrives because that ultimately leads to the excruciating heat. My mood goes down and it’s not pretty. But you are right, we should remind ourselves that it is in fact just weather and it will pass.

    • THE WORDY MOM August 25, 2017 at 7:53 am - Reply

      Komal, so glad you commented. Living in such a cold climate, I had never considered this but you’re right, the heat can be overwhelmingly oppressive. We haven’t had much humidity this year so it’s not top of mind here in Toronto, but thanks for sharing your perspective.

  3. Darlene Dee August 24, 2017 at 11:51 pm - Reply

    This is a beautiful post! I need to go call my grandmother!
    She seems like she was a very wise woman indeed!

    • THE WORDY MOM August 25, 2017 at 7:57 am - Reply

      Yes. Go call her. NOW!

  4. Emily | The Multitasking Mom August 25, 2017 at 12:52 pm - Reply

    This is such a beautiful post and very wise words!!

    • THE WORDY MOM August 26, 2017 at 7:48 am - Reply

      Wise indeed.

  5. Renee S August 25, 2017 at 4:27 pm - Reply

    Beautiful post!!!! P.S. The weather here in Michigan dropped to what felt like 30 degrees yesterday… I even had to turn my heat on! Ugh!

    • THE WORDY MOM August 26, 2017 at 7:47 am - Reply

      Renee, finally succumbed to closing the windows. But heat – not ready for that!

  6. Lulu August 25, 2017 at 6:24 pm - Reply

    That’s beautiful. And even though I never met your grandmother she’s been saying the same thing to me ever since you first told me that story!

    • THE WORDY MOM August 26, 2017 at 7:45 am - Reply

      Her gift to me, my gift to you, Lulu x

  7. Jasmine August 25, 2017 at 11:32 pm - Reply

    What a lovely tribute to your Grandmother! I didn’t have the opportunity to see mine before she passed

    • THE WORDY MOM August 26, 2017 at 7:46 am - Reply

      Sorry to hear that Jasmine. Hopefully, though, you too have special grandma memories.

  8. Thena August 26, 2017 at 7:52 pm - Reply

    What a beautiful post, thank you for sharing this and writing. Such a great way with words, I really loved it!

    • THE WORDY MOM August 26, 2017 at 11:14 pm - Reply

      I really enjoy your blog, Thena. Thanks for the kind words.

  9. Safia August 27, 2017 at 7:32 am - Reply

    Such a beautiful write up and very clever! Thank you for sharing.

    • THE WORDY MOM August 27, 2017 at 7:52 am - Reply

      Thank YOU for reading, Safia!

  10. Angela Milnes August 27, 2017 at 11:27 am - Reply

    What a beautiful post …Glad that you share this with us

    • THE WORDY MOM August 28, 2017 at 7:00 am - Reply

      Thanks so much, Angela 🙂

  11. Kat August 31, 2017 at 3:59 am - Reply

    amazing and positive post : )

    • THE WORDY MOM August 31, 2017 at 8:58 am - Reply

      Thanks, Kat. I’m all about positivity!

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