Life has been going by so quickly that I have not had a chance to sit down and write.  I also have not felt like I had anything to write about.  Everytime I sit down at the PC to write, I find my mind  a blank.  No words come.  This is hard for me because normally words are my way of grieving, of exploring what I am feeling, and they have not been coming.  Not even poetry has been flowing from my pen. 

It could be due to the fact that I am slowly encorporating the grief into my day to day life, and it does not jar me as much so I do not feel the need to write about it.  I do not know. 

Spring has sprung here, it was so warm and beautiful today.  I spent my lunch hour in my car with the windows down and the sunroof open.  I always love the first days of spring.  They inspire hope and joy.  Tomorrow it is supposed to be even warmer.  I cannot wait to feel the warmth on my face and enjoy the spring sun. 

Spring air carries on it the hope of new life.
Leaves budding, birds chirping, and babies laughing
My heart is strengthened by the sunshine
Life comes again after a winter of dispair.