We are finishing up our Spring Break. And a cold, gray, boring break it has been... Let's just say we are all looking forward to returning to school tomorrow!
Last night, as sleet was falling outside, I stood in front of the girls' closets picking out church clothes. I looked at all of their somber winter dresses in navy and purple and dark red and I wanted to cry. Every year my longing for spring is so great it is visceral, something I can almost touch. And this year is no different, probably even worse then usual since winter came late and has hung on drearily. I finally decided that I could not do it. I could not dress my girls in velveteen and black patent leather another week. We were going to acknowledge Spring even if Mother Nature did not cooperate! So I pulled out some new sundresses and added turtlenecks and tights so that no one would get frostbite. That was a good thing, because we woke up so snow this morning.
Church attendance was terrible, but there were kids and we had LOTS of palm branches.