There was something in the air today.
I sensed it from a lone bird’s call.
I heard it in the busy squirrels frolicking in the sunshine.
I witnessed it in the lone purple violet peeking up from the frozen and dead yellowed leaves.
I felt it in the gentle breeze blowing through my hair, loose and unencumbered.
What is it?
Slowly it came to me…HOPE!

HOPE…for a better tomorrow
HOPE…for a new and kinder “normal”
HOPE…for new life among the sadness of loss
HOPE…for an end to seemingly endless suffering
HOPE…for new beginnings

Looking forward…