I took down the tree today. The kids were sad, not wanting Christmas to end. Not me. This winter has lasted much more than a season. My soul is ready to thaw. I know there is more winter ahead than behind, but today I can almost see the first buds pushing through. I am eager for the sun and warmth and glorious new life. Though I'm still in the long dark, I am leaning toward the light ahead. I am ready for spring.