Grief manifest itself in various ways. I am tired, I am kinda unmotivated and not creative. Even my family meals are boring! I can’t figure out what to cook! I am soooo looking forward to spring. I am ready for the winter/death season to be over and I long for spring and new life. Every time I hear a bird sing I know that spring and new life are coming. I can’t wait to see the first blub peep through the ground. Every extra minute I have I’m looking at my gardening magazines, not really reading, just looking at the beauty of the garden creations.
I expect that Easter will be particularly meaningful this year.
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