Time To Start Again

I woke up this morning, and although it’s a little cloudy and gray here, it felt different.  There’s just a hint of warmth in the air and little showers interrupt the day, sprinkling drops of water before moving on as quickly as they come.  Which means only one thing; it’s almost spring.  It’s almost time for the world to start coming back to life.

And this made me start to think.  Don’t we do the same thing?  Don’t sometimes we just need to shake off the cold and snow and darkness and come back to life?  To some of you this may sound very cryptic, to others not so much.  So other than disclosing all of my personal life here, which is not what this blog is intended for, know that this has been the hardest winter… well, ever for me.  Things happened and I can’t undo them, only move forward.  Mistakes were made and I can’t reverse them, only learn from them.  At least I’m going to try.  Because in a way, isn’t that what spring is all about?  Shaking off all the old, dead, past stuff and trying to start again?

So when I say that when I looked outside through the clouds and the gray and felt something different, I think it meant for the first time in a long time I also felt the sun. 

So guess what world? 

I’m back.