This popped up in my Facebook memories today. Something I posted a year ago. It’s a nice reminder with Spring just around the corner.
I found this quote yesterday and I've taken the liberty of amending the descriptive (slightly), adding a few words of my own. It talks to me of self-discovery.
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ~ Pablo Neruda
"When the Spring rains fall many say what a dreary day it is. I disagree. We all need the rain. The flowers, the trees, the birds and the bees and yes even you and I need it to grow, not to wash away yesterday but to nourish today."
To me grief is like that. The gardens of our life have been razed. Stripped bare. The colour has gone. All of our flowers have been cut. We weep. That is the 'rain' that nourishes us and from that we grow.
"With the promise of tomorrow, we all know the sun will return, giving us the warmth we all need to grow. Just as love does."
That love doesn't have to be a love for someone else. It can be as simple as finding love of life and love of ourselves again. I'm looking forward to Spring.
I’m fast approaching the third anniversary of losing the most important person in my life. He can never be and will never be replaced but I treasure the time I now have to enjoy the things that bring me happiness; music, art, reading, gardening, writing, my dear little cat, photography, collecting and, turning old things into new. They are different loves but loves, nevertheless.
Welcome to Spring. I can’t wait.
