I really enjoy spring. I think it's my favorite season. Mainly because I'm amazed at how resiliant plants can be. Winter dominates much of our weather for 4-6 months in Calgary. Yet come full blown spring, our plants rebound with amazing pliancy.
When spring is in season, I have hope. I have hope that even during the darkest, coldest moments of my own life, I'm going to bounce back.
Despite the season of change that I find myself in today, I know that there is light at the end of the tunnel. The only issue is that I can't see the light. Nor am I supposed to at this point. All I really need to be able to see is where to take my next step.
I'm waiting for my spring. I know it's coming...it's just a matter of when.
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