NEW. NEW. NEW.

Spring, everything is new. It can be green, rainy, wet, flowery and transformative. There's a feeling of hope in the atmosphere.  That all the hard work of those winter months were not in vain. They were worth all the loneliness, the labour and the exhaustion. What seemed like an everlasting darkness is brought into the lightness that is spring. The air is still crisp and cold but there is this promise of something better. It's right there, you can see it, you can start to feel it in your soul. This newness brings a hope that does not fade. It stays and it gets brighter with each day. 

Everyday the sun sets a few minutes later, leaving us with a little more evening light to finish tasks we didn't get to earlier. It holds us. It keeps us. It keeps me going. It gives me strength to finish the goals, ideas and dreams that burn inside me. They've laid dormant all winter, ruminating, waiting to get out into the physical world. And when the time is finally right, it's as if they all come at once, a flood of ideas, a river of songs, a release of emotions that weren't fully expressed. Words come out that cannot be kept in any longer and friendships begin akin to brothers and sisters you've known since birth. The bond of our struggles unites us, it frees us to see each other, to be vulnerable and fragile with one another. 

Who knows how these things and relationships start or where they will end. But what I do cling to is that they matter. The aspirations and loves we form are worth our time. People are worth giving a damn about. You are worth my time. And in turn, I hope I am worth yours. 

I think its important to move and interact in a way that uplifts each other. To recognize in ourselves when we need to pull back or push on. I hope and pray that this spring brings you what you have been searching for all winter long. I pray that our differences wouldn't stop us from connecting and seeing each other for who we really are and dream to be.