Spring is a generous, gentle soul. This year, she bided her time and presented herself to us subtly. Her gracious nature allowed the tenacious Winter to linger a little longer. I am mindful of living in the now, but it is hard to not let sadness creep in sometimes. I must be patient.
In a couple of weeks time, I shall take a ferry from Spain to England to spend some of spring back with my parents.
As Spring takes me by the hand and leads me to my homeland, I shall endeavour to take a step back and purposefully watch how I mould each day. I want to be aware how my mood alters my body, the way I nourish myself, how I make peace with it all.