It’s my moms birthday today. She would have been 77, and just over 6 months since she died unexpectedly.
The first day of spring. Today. Or, at least it used to be..the earth shifted? Something to that effect….The equinox. The egg balancing. A new birth for me. A new season. Onward I trudge at times. Onward I go. Just like the sun. I arise. “Way to lean into that shit.” The most honest words from a friend.
Plowing through I go. On so many levels. Snow. Earth. Grief. Sorrow. Quilts. Paperwork. Emails. For my moms taxes.
The snow melts and freezes around the car tires. Frozen in place.