Well, apparently April snow showers do bring May flowers. It’s been exciting to look out the picture window every morning and see the change in scenery. I’ve been most intrigued by the trees. The grass was so green, sprinkled with yellow dandelions and in need of a fresh cutting, but the trees were still so bare. Then miraculously, overnight I looked out the window and the crab apple tree was loaded with bright pink flowers. They were so pretty that Nana and the kids cut a few branches and filled a vase for the table. Next came the lilac bush, and slowly the remaining trees are moving from barren to blossoming. It seems like it happens in an instant. One evening you can see out to the highway; the next day all you see is a forest of green. But I know the process of re-birth has been happening unseen for awhile. The trees soak the sunshine and rain and deep down in the roots the transition begins. It’s the same with me. I barely think about our house or living situation until someone reminds me and asks about it. Oh yeah. A house to sell in Florida. I find myself winding down and soaking up the rain and the sunshine knowing that both are necessary for my growth into this new life. It’s not an easy process, but it is beautiful.