Yeah But, Life is Beautiful. Even in Winter.

 

Photo by Sarah Dibbern

Photo by Sarah Dibbern

I arrived on the tundra kicking and screaming. I played the martyr for years, whining about my life being diminished by returning to the Mid-West and having to live someplace where it gets so cold. I remember going to an Eddie Bauer store in Seattle to purchase a winter coat before moving to Minnesota in 1998. The clerk asked where I was going that I needed such a warm coat. I told him we were moving to Minneapolis. The clerk gasped.

“It’s colder than Alaska there!” he said.

Panic-stricken in my puffy coat, I glanced at my husband in disbelief, searching his face for reassurance. He looked away and changed the subject, most likely because he was hoping I wouldn’t cause a scene in the store.

But I’ve managed to acclimate just a bit since then. I still complain about the cold but I have discovered that unlike winter just a couple of clicks south of Minnesota, the frigid temps up here can often mean it’s too cold for clouds to form. The sun shines brightly on below zero days, gleaming on on the crystalline snowpack. And when it’s too cold for snow to melt, winters aren’t as sloppy, grey and gross as they can be in other places that “experience” winter. Minnesota is a frosty white snow globe with its hearty people trekking to and fro in ugly shoes and ridiculous hats thinking they’re both fearless and fashionable while living in a place on the map that other people point to on the weather channel like they’re watching penguins in a documentary film. “Look how funny they look trying to walk in the snow! Why do they live there?”

I’ll admit that when we moved here from the west coast where it’s not only warmer, but there are mountains and large bodies of water, forests and vistas so grand, one cannot help but sense the presence of God, I prayed for help. I asked God to show me beauty in Minnesota. In flat, flyover country with its brain freeze temperatures and people who speak with some variation of what I can only determine to be a hybridized Canadian accent.

And almost daily, if I choose look, my eyes are opened by winter visions like this…

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Minnehaha Falls in winter by Sarah Dibbern

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Winter Carnival Ice Carving

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Frozen Falls by Sarah Dibbern

 

In addition to enjoying the beautiful winter scenery, I’ve recently been reading a delightful book by a well-known character actor, Stephen Tobolowski, titled The Dangerous Animals Club. One particularly great passage in his book reminds me of winter in Minnesota but it applies to life in general anywhere you might live.

He speaks of being a victim of “yeah, but” syndrome, a mental disorder that’s affected everyone he’s ever known, actors in particular. He says,

“Here is an example of how it manifests itself: a case study. Someone says, “What are you working on?”

“I’m playing Hamlet in a new production.”

“Wow, that’s great.”

Yeah, but we’re performing in a parking garage.”

…The “yeah, but” is the way we have developed to diminish our own lives into footnotes. To demoralize, trivialize, and squander the greatest gift we have been given–the joy of watching the sun rise for another day.”

I resolve to not diminish my life, this gift that gets renewed day after day here on the tundra. Here in beautiful Minnesota where God reveals himself in hoarfrost and frozen waterfalls and children building snowmen and hearty, bundled, wonderful people who carve an exemplary existence out of this icy landscape.

The next time you catch yourself starting to say, “yeah, but” give pause and ask for your eyes to be opened. So that wherever you are, you might be blessed to see what beauty is around you. That you will see the work of God’s hand in nature and in your life.

Is it really cold in Minnesota? Yeah, but life is beautiful. Even in winter.

 

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6 thoughts on “Yeah But, Life is Beautiful. Even in Winter.

  1. Amber Gehring says:

    I wholeheartedly agree with this, Angela. It’s been quite a wonderful winter for me, because even though I truly hate cold, I’ve noticed more beautiful moments this winter than any before.

  2. Right on, sister. I lived in Chicago for years where it was warmer but much more miserable. I lived in the northeast where every weather event shut down the power grid and sent us all to hotels until power was restored (days later!). And I lived in California where it snowed just one time in all my time there – and I remember it as the happiest day of my short life. Wouldn’t that Eddie Bauer employee be surprised to learn how grateful we are for our Minnesota winters?

    • Thank you for reading and commenting Kristin. It was an absolute joy to meet you (in real life). I look forward to reading more of your work on Cabin Crush and elsewhere!

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