I love the springtime - when everything is in bloom and hope seems to blossom as life bursts into vibrant colors all around.
Everything holds so much promise and so much potential. All it needs is some tender care and the inspiration to grow.
On Erev Shabbat I was gifted with this stunning rose. Not only was it beautiful to look at but it smelled incredible. The leaves were soft and the thorns were as sharp as needles. Of course, I should have looked to the rose for advice on how to face the last few days. Of course there are thorns, but in the end - you've also got the rose and it is worth all of the pain.
The trick, I am learning, is how you handle it.
