Now, thinking of those words I hold a lump in my throat. How true it is, our life in this home didn't bloom right away, but now with time, we are stronger, closer, more beautiful than ever before. I think of the parties we had throughout the years, two-stepping across the living room with my friend and soulmate Laurel, eyes misting because this was her going away party for a move to Texas. Now she's back in Oregon and we are about to move just a few miles from her family farm.
I remember the moment in this house that Nick & I decided to try to have a baby. We were so nervous and excited that we couldn't stop giggling, couldn't look each other in the eyes; bashful and loving and happy. That wasn't meant to be and we experienced the crushing sadness of realizing that our dreams there were not to be. Not that season at least.
And now April heralds in the spring and the irises bloom and we have our loved ones close, and we are an Aunt, and Uncle, and we reach out to become a Mother, a Father. Come in Spring. Bring the Jasmine outside out door. Bring a move to the valley, to wine country. Bring everything that is meant for this season of our lives. I have a good feeling.
I hope this Spring brings everything that is meant for you too. I hope today you step out into the sweet, warm air and feel the sunlight on your face and realize how blessed you are. How blessed we all are to be stepping into the spring, into these flowers and this life. Be well and hold joy. I will try to do the same.
Lots of Love,
PS This is a song I love by the Decemberists, the first band I ever danced to after nearly loosing my leg. They mean so much to me and I wanted to share their song, June Hymn, today. Hope you have the chance to hear it and maybe even dance with someone you love.