‘As long as there’s breath, there’s hope’
Good morning, my friends! Today, I’m doing some reflecting. It seems like only yesterday I was groaning about winter setting in and now, once more, it has passed. Here we are, almost passed by spring and about to embark on summer. I have always said that my favorite times of the year are the spring and the fall; planting and harvesting. New life, new beginnings. Fall brings the harvest, the rewards for our labors in the spring. With Mother’s Day celebrations behind us for another year, I’m reflecting on the past. Where have the years gone? What may lie ahead? Did I have the ...