For some reason I always look at Daylight Savings in March as the gateway to the spring. Like it’s just about here. For example, as I sit and type this right now I have my window open just a bit…even though it’s still quite chilly. The sun’s rays feel a little warmer and I know that winter is no longer here to stay. Tomorrow will stay light just a little longer, and by golly, that feels good.

This time of year gives me the same feeling every year regardless of what is going on in my life. It never ceases to amaze me. It’s a time of energy, renewal, warmth, and hope. This is why I love spring so much.

Two years ago we were in our hopeful adoptive parents’ bliss. Our crazy amount of paper work was completed and we were home study ready. We thought about what our future child/children would look like, we read every bit of information we could possibly get our hands on, heck, we even had an adoption party.

One year ago we were literally and figuratively walking out of one of the winters of our lives. We were just getting started to mend a broken heart and repair shattered expectations. Our home study lapsed, we were not going back to our agency, and we had no idea where our journey would take us. But we were eager for spring. We were eager to feel some warmth, some healing, and we knew spring would help us with that.

Right now? I’m blasting some Vance Joy, enjoying an Abita Purple Haze out of a mason jar (very spring to me), typing up this blog post while looking outside and seeing the snow melt, and hearing the ice on the lake move and crack. Not only do I still feel the hope of the spring, the warmth of the sun’s rays, but this year I also feel renewal. The spring in our lives, and here in Wisconsin, is just about here, and I can’t wait. And I’m fully aware that spring and summer wouldn’t feel so good if it weren’t for the harsh winds and frigid temperatures of a brutal Wisconsin winter. So as we walk out of the winter of our lives, we feel tougher, wiser, and realistically hopeful. This year our spring will consist of a true commitment to another adoption agency, and hopefully, another joyous and wild ride to building our family.

The gateway to spring is all about smelling and enjoying a vase full of daffodils while watching the snow melt. Happy almost spring everyone!

~Chelsea