Isn’t spring an invigorating season? Every year it seems like many of us have budding experiences in this rejuvenating time of year. New elements of our being burst forth, just like the beautiful buds blossoming into their next life phase.
I especially remember one spring in 1983. I was at home with my 4-year old daughter and 2-year old son. I noticed my daughter, Katie, was particularly quiet so I peeked around the corner to see why. She was sitting about halfway up the steps holding one of her shoes. She was intently working on the little shoe strings, absolutely determined to tie a bow.
Despite her focus and great effort, the strings weren’t cooperating. Persistently, she kept starting over, and over, and over. The birth of a bow surely had to come soon! I was amazed at her patience. But suddenly she’d had it. As she stood and sent the shoe hurling across the full length of the living room, she simultaneously screamed and began sobbing.