Lately I have pulled out spring clothes, and put them away. Then brought them out again.
I've taken a fair share of walks with my dog, and admired plenty of blooms.
I've seen snowy and warm days.
I've been painting and drawing more (and actually feeling good about it).
I've still been encountering old stories, and am more fascinated each day.
I have been waiting to meet my nephew, Gunnar. :)
I've also been struggling a bit, though I know that's normal.
The days I feel the most antagonized and spiritually attacked seem to also hold the most potential for good, if I can just keep my eyes open and move forward.
That's what I'm attempting to do currently. I woke up yesterday morning in a black mood and literally found myself on my knees in prayer. I'm the type of person that once emotional turbulence hits, it must be dealt with and sorted out immediately-- that's not been possible recently (as it's completely in the hands of time). I know God has a plan, but in the past week I've definitely had moments of being overwhelmed with hurt and anger.
Thankfully, I am surrounded by family and friends who love me and encourage me in times such as this. And I know it will pass.