Spring Blossoms
With the coming of warmer spring weather, I feel like I am being impacted with this seasonal change. My personal winter is showing signs of new growth, signs of spring. Hope is my word this year. I am finding myself soaking in the hope that comes with the new life of spring. The blossoms have attracted my attention, as they bloom before the branches ever sprout greenery. Magnolia trees are brilliant with colour against the dullness of the bare tree trunk. Forsythia yellow glows from the bushes. The muted blend of fruit tree blossoms give the promise of flavour with the coming summer's fullness. The beauty of these blossoms may be short lived, but are full of hopeful beauty. Hence my connection to my niece Bethany's relatively short life of 23 years. She blossomed and shone beauty and joy into our home. We question the sudden end; why she was taken just as her life seemed to be coming into it's own springtime. The sadness I feel comes and goes in waves, as