It's like there is a present underneath the Christmas Tree.
I can't open the present until Christmas. I don't even know if it is my present to open, it's not labeled or anything.
Except this time, I'm not really sure when Christmas is.
Always winter, but never Christmas?
I dunno. I just want winter to end and spring to come.
And it will.
I decided to stop trying to rush spring. I'm letting God bring spring to me.
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