Yep, I've changed things around.
Again.
Poor TW says that I like to move the furniture around just to drive him nuts.
I have always been this way... I like to move things around a bit, see what they look like when you put this over there, and that over here. Move the sofa to the other side of the room, and the link list to a whole new spot on the blog.
The new template, the changes are just my way of welcoming a new year, and looking forward to Spring.
I didn't realize how much I *needed* to look forward to Spring until tonight. I need the hope and joy that come with the soft, new grass, and the eager daffodils.
I need the renewal that arrives with the baby birds, and their Mama-birds, eager to feed them. I need to refresh my spirit and my soul with the rituals of Easter, and the delicate, shell-pink sunrises that creep up through frosty dawns.
I need these things now, because my Mom is continuing her descent through dementia. I need the feeling of new life, of hope and of joy to counterbalance the sadness and despair. I need a shot of fresh green leaves and tiny defiant blossoms to shore up my belief that life can, and will, go on.
So, here's to new years, new beginnings, and pushing the furniture around. Shake out the cobwebs, clear out the dustbunnies, and spruce up the ol' blog.
Spring *will* come again.
