In the midst of this never ending winter, I found the first sign of spring during a walk through our neighborhood. Small snowbells peaking up out of the snow covered ground. If I hadn't been on the look out for new growth, I could have easily walked right by them.
Over the weekend, we got sad news that two of our good friends will be moving away. One of these friends expressed his concerns about leaving friends but said that he needed to go so that his husband could take a new job opportunity. He explained: "I have to do what's best for my family. I can't stand in his way. He is so excited about this. I'm so proud of him." I felt blown away by his sacrifice and his love.
Signs of hope and love in the darkest of times.