Signs of Spring

I love those first few offerings of crushed Dandy Lions from precious little hands. That, to me, is the first sign of Spring.

This year I need Spring like I have never needed it before. Not just physical Spring either. I need emotional and spiritual Spring. It has been a long winter, especially in my soul.

I've thought long and hard on what to do with this blog. I miss writing, and it is the cheapest therapy I know of. So, I'm back to blogging. I've missed it here.

It's been over two years since I last posted. And, it has been a long and often times painful two years. So much has happened. So much has changed.

I got super sick and the doctors couldn't figure it out. Nine months into it we found out that I have adrenal fatigue and Epstein-Barr. I still struggle with them, but am slowly healing. I will share more in upcoming posts.

For now, as I look around and see the first hint of my tulips, the pink blooms on the cherry tree and the sweet, grubby hands of my kids filled with sunny yellow flowers I believe that Spring is coming and that my soul will be renewed and sing again.

I'm looking forward to blogging about our new adventures. We are becoming urban farmers! We are starting to plan on some garden beds and we currently have baby chickens in a rubbermaid tub in the garage. I'm not sure we really know what we are doing, but it should be fun to find out.

It's good to be back!