Just yesterday, we were covered in snow. Today, it melts, and my daughter Kate and I circle the house just in case we find Signs of Spring. She and I decided to write this blog together.
We find the daffodils indeed. They rise up as usual. Nothing can stop them. The snow comes, and they don't seem to mind.
We looked at those daffodils that have come once again, as they do every single spring. We realize that they do what they do, as they do it, no matter what's happening around them. We're encouraged to rise up in our own internal springtime of joy, thankfulness, and beauty, even when winter won't let go.