thank. you. spring. for your arrival, that is.

gone are the days of trudging to work in my merrills with their snowflake treadmarks left in the snow. gone is the desire to strike a match in the fireplace or turn the thermostat up to blazing, knowing the heat bill will suffer. gone are the nights that require a hair dryer to warm up the bedsheets. gone are dry skin and fingernails, static hair, itchy scarves around your neck and eight short hours of daylight and frozen trees and ground.

i love you, spring.

i can’t get enough of this season, for this year in particular. i love how the birds know it’s spring, and they wake me and everyone else up, sounding like gleeful alarms. i love how the other day, when we had time to kill, bry and i naturally decided to cruise on his longboard and my bike for pure pleasure. i love how every day now at home, i look out the same window and see the trees transform with emerging buds of green and pink, like fireworks popping out in slow motion. i love spring because i literally, like a child, feel giddyness inside. this week i once even pulled on bryan’s sleeve and pointed and said “LOOK at the treeeees! pretty soon we won’t have a view of the highway anymore!” because our “big backyard” is positioned over the state route.

you would think that the next spring could only be different than the one before it, and not actually better in any real way, but in my mind, that’s exactly how it is and how the seasons should go. because nine months have gone by and you’re so ready for the arrival of this growing, beautiful change that you can’t imagine a better alternative. a better season. a better year.

being married is this way for me. the mystery behind another human being can never fully be disclosed or unwrapped (much like the mystery of God, mind you), and so to watch whatever bry may do or say or imagine next is an effortless cycle of excitement. we were asked the other day, how long have you been together? and we looked at each other and could say four years. four years. which is the amount of time it may take one to become educated in a lifelong career – lawyers, or doctors maybe, to the point where they know everything they need to know with little or no surprise. but four years later, i still wake up excited and honestly, even sometimes giddy for the relationship i have that is as mysterious as the birds somehow knowing it’s spring and as beautiful as the frozen tree outside that is thawing and pushing through.

so, my peeps, go outside and greet your spring, because it’s here. call your friends and get your vitamin d, go for a walk, grab your longboard, hiking shoes, your rollerblades (does anyone do that anymore?) and get out there. sing a song while you’re at it. be thankful for this arrival, for our earth and all its nourishments.

happy spring!