Finding Forgiveness

Let not the bitter wind chill your heart

Photo by Ray Hennessy on Unsplash

I sit here at my desk, concentration eluding me as I look out the window and pine for Spring and the joy of Mother Earth’s rebirth.

I’m wishing she comes sooner than the thirty-odd days the calendar shows me but I know she’ll get here when she gets here, and wishing her sooner makes no difference to the ill-tempered winds of Old Man…