I stood on the steps of City Hall and took this picture. At the end of this storm there would twenty inches of snow and it seemed that the winter might never end.
Yesterday I stood in just about the same place and took this picture. No snow, the grass is green and my hat has been put away until next year. There may still be snow, but I know that spring is really here and the winter has ended.
There are moments when I feel that my work life appears to be the same winter that seemed to stretch before me a month ago, difficult and endless. And yet, not quite a month later the world is green with promise. In the toughest moments at work I'm going to focus on the gift of hope and the spring that follows every long and difficult winter.
Wishes to all for the gift of hope and the joy of spring.