Life on an Island

Had very tough two weeks of suspecting serious sickness, going through medial exams, having serious conflicts about future plans, and knowing the not good news about the house that needs to be sold, the weather was warming up and spring feel was in the air. It was too fast for me, which is so strange. Snow was all melting away. Spring and flowers and birds chirping were all supposed to be wonderful signs of brave new start, and I always embraced them in previous years, but this time I was not ready for that because of the waiting to get publications and applications done. Amidst the surroundings that seasonal transformation seemed to be upon us quickly, it snowed all afternoon today. The tree branches are piled with snow, and quiet snow is still falling. How strange that I look at the snow as new hope, hope that things still have time to work out before real spring time. It is gloomy dark with light snow continuing to fall, and I just feel thankful, thankful.