It was 60 degrees one day.

Snowing the next.

That’s this time of year in the Midwest.

Unpredictable. In-between. Not fully one thing or the other.

And if I’m honest, I’m looking forward to the season changing for good.

But weather has a way of reminding you — change doesn’t happen instantly. It shifts gradually.

A warm day here.
A cold front next week.
A heatwave a few months from now.

Life feels like that sometimes.

Business.
Health.
Mindset.
Faith.
Family.

You catch glimpses of the next season before it fully arrives.

A little progress.
A little clarity.
A little fortitude.

Then a strong cold wind blows back in.

Cold days don’t stop the season from turning.

Spring doesn’t arrive in one dramatic moment.

It inches forward.

I’ve learned growth does too.