Monday, Mar. 21, 2005 - 7:46 a.m.

Spring is here with her renewal of life. It is fun to watch the progress in nature as she goes about her work. Bulbs once appearing dead have thrust their leaves up through the ground and are blooming. Reminding me that there are seasons in all of life. There is a rhythm of life.

Bill has been dead for almost three months and my soul has been in winter. Yet under the darkness and what appears to be sleep change has been taking place. The "griefbursts" are becoming gentler and warmer like a soft Spring rain.Their tears watering the bulbs and seeds of my soul so that my life will be abundant with flowers.

My life will never be the same since Bill died but it is not over. It has only changed like the change of a season.

I don't know what happens after physical death but I believe that Bill is only dead in the physical realm. I believe that we are bulbs that to the untrained eye appears dead but when the time is right we will shoot up through the soil and bloom in another place.

Spring is here! A time to rejoice in the newness of life. The cycle of life goes on.

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