spring is coming

It is hard to believe that just over 4 months have passed since my mom died on December 21. I just stopped writing as she got sicker. Took all the time to be with her and found myself being quieter. My family enjoyed the moments. It is strangely odd how quickly life has traveled on since then. It is quiet where her voice has been. I miss her. I grieve for her. I have such comfort that she is in heaven and I will see her again some day. I know she now knows the truth of what will follow after her life, something all the rest of us still living wonder about.
The trees are getting leaves now. The daffodils are up and spring is here. Again new life breaks out all around us. The green in the leaves is never again like it is when the leaves first come out. Such a picture of the life that evolves. Enough for now.