Budding trees and falling snow
Saturday morning in Atlanta. Looking out my window, I see budding trees and falling snow. And now the sun has broken through. To the south, there have been tornados. To the north and west, more snow. When will it end for the people who have survived the long winter storms? As I sit here in the quiet, I struggle to know why I am feeling so blue. I am blessed, yet feeling lonely for a hug from family. Thumbing through my note cards from my past Friends for Life vignettes for one of our religious... Sign in to see full entry.