Spring, I love thee. Even on a day like today when you are barely there.
Still, you are beautiful. Full of hope.
This has been my most recent RE-revelation: hope is simply and always there. Even in my days of great despair, it's the green buds against the flying snow. It's the cars and people that show up to a garage sale in 37* and mist for weather.
It is sitting with my sister, laughing and dreaming; remembering yet thinking forward. Eyes misty. Souls connected.
If only I will just be still, and acknowledge the healing of its' presence.
"Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer." - Romans 12:12