So many of my friend’s parents and parent’s friends have died and are dying, it’s like some strange parade of memories.

Seeing old friends and acquaintances at funerals and shiva is in many ways nice, like Facebook, only real. If not for the sadness.

On the other side, spring is coming, and with it lots of rebirth. The trees and plants, the animals, wild and domesticated, and new children, born with the traits and gifts of our dearly departed, will help us make peace with it all.

I find myself simply breathing through it. We still have to eat, and Lord knows it hasn’t gotten any easier. But to enjoy it, and to appreciate our lives while we still have them.

Check out the bird sanctuary in Norfolk if you get a chance. It’s lovely there.

May you find peace as you go through your changing seasons.