I have sort of missed spring this year.
The winter just didn’t want to let go this year.
My mother died on March 1. Boston was buried in snow, so buried that my mother’s funeral was delayed for a few days so the path to my mother’s grave could be dug out.
Then I sat Shiva.
As soon as Shiva was over it was time to get ready for Passover.
I feel as if a few weeks just sort of fell out of my calendar. But for the rest of the world, time went on.
So now, it’s actually spring.
Those weeks might have fallen out of my life…but it’s time to re-adjust my personal calendar to that of the rest of the world.
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