" I
don’t know where you are these days, what’s
broken down and what’s
beautiful in your life this
season. I don’t know if this is a season of
sweetness or one of sadness.
But I’m learning that neither
last forever. There will, I’m sure, be something that
invades this current loveliness. That’s
how life is. It
won’t be sweet forever. But it won’t
be bitter forever either. If everywhere you look
these days, it’s
wintery, desolate,
lonely, practice believing in
springtime. It always, always comes, even though on
days like today it’s nearly impossible to imagine,
ground frozen, trees bare and
spiky. New life will
spring from this same ground. This season will end, and
something entirely new will follow it.
"