I love springtime. It is by far my favorite time of the year. I love the blooming flowers, the cool weather, and the green hillsides. For someone who loves spring as much as me, it seems peculiar that I wasn’t born or even conceived in the spring. The coming of spring holds a special promise of hope, life and renewal. Maybe I love spring because all my children were born in the spring. Graduation ceremonies happen in the spring. Spring also brings with it a special set of transitional tasks that I fully embrace every year. Continue reading “Springtime”
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