It has been a long winter.
Darkness and gloom hung in the skies like clouds promising storms.
Everywhere I turned there were reminders of death, end of relationships, loss.
The grays and browns were overwhelming and life became about mourning.
My heart was tired.
Tired of hurting.
Tired of walking.
Tired of crawling.
But this glorious morning, oh this glorious morning!
I am reminded through hints of green and smells on the breeze that life begins again.
I see the promise of renewal.
Seasons of joy will return.
My heart will dance again.
My heart will laugh again.
I delight that I can see the world with open eyes again after a very long winter.