The robins are back! Yesterday my heart took a flying leap when their special song broke through the thin morning air. Why did it mean so much to me? Because it gave me hope. Hope that spring is coming in on the next flight. Which makes me think about the importance of hope.
Right now I'm waiting for all kinds of good things to happen. I hope they'll happen. And I have hope that they will happen. Without hope, I sink into despair. A stinky place that stuns my ability to write and create and imagine.
So I choose to remain hopeful.
I hope you're feeling hopeful, too.
WHAT I'M READING THIS WEEK: If You Come Softly (J. Woodson) Push (Sapphire) Paper Towns (J. Greene) The Miles Between (M. Pearson)