I know that I’ve been heralding all that is good and beautiful and peaceful about winter. I think that my experience with cancer truly has taught me to see things differently, to appreciate the unique qualities of each of the seasons and to be grateful for them. The shorter days, the slower pace, the time indoors with family reading or playing games, there is plenty to be thankful for beneath winter’s snowy veil. BUT… Now it is officially spring, I’m ready for the change of seasons. I’m ready for the snow to melt, for the grass to green, for the flowers to bloom. Tomorrow is my LAST chemo treatment. Perhaps spring is holding off until tomorrow, so that I can spring alive along with all creation.
I love these Easter photos of my littlest from yesterday. The family went to an Easter egg hunt on Saturday. There was someone dressed as the Easter bunny, and Jude was totally enamored. He didn’t take his eyes off of the bunny the whole time we were there. So, we had lots of fun yesterday searching the snowy hilltop for the Easter bunny. We never did see him even though we did find lots of snowy tracks and even a few Easter eggs hidden in the snow.