
Forgive me, friends. I’ve had this finished since February 1st, and my heart has been distracted by the- gestures left and right – insanity in my home country of the States of “Unitedness,” the horrific death of Sam Nordquist about 30 minutes drive from where I live, unrest around the whole world, and that’s not even counting on the every day and every lifetime details we all go through any minute of any day. Plane crashes almost every day. This is not normal. This should not become normal for any of us. The wildfires. The list goes on and on…
I wanted something fun and floral for the shortest month in days, and the longest-feeling month in emotional decades. In 2015, I made the mistake of going to Los Angeles for a week early in February, and it was BRUTAL to go back to the cloudy bright gray of Rochester that continues until April… (Next time I will at least wait until the end of the month or maybe March.)
A local museum has a tulip, daffodil, hyacinth crocus display every February. We’ve gone the past few years and it REALLY lifted up my spirits. I missed it this year. I didn’t even have the energy to dream about it. And also, my car was literally stuck in ice. We haven’t gone anywhere in days and days. Good news – it is now mid 40s and the car is free!
So, what now? I’m looking forward to March. We march forward whether we want to or not. I’m looking for mercy in March. Mercy for all of our lives.
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