The Bible talks about these seasons of life. It says,
To every thing there is aseason, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a timeto die; ... A time to weep, and a time tolaugh; a time to mourn, and a time todance; ... A time to love, and a time tohate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Each season is filled with storms of death and loss that, nonetheless, providecomfort in their fulfillment. I’veexperienced great happiness and sadness,as everyone does. When I reminisce on myearly years and how God used them toshape and prepare me, I am in awe.When considering my life I am struck bymy season of spring. It’s a journey of lovelost and found, heartbreak, fears, andeven dreams come true. I am not sure thatin my later seasons I would feel so deeply,love so strongly, and strive with suchdesperation if it weren’t for what Iexperienced as a young girl in thebittersweet spring of my life.Here are my memories, how I rememberthe season of my girlhood.Welcome to spring.