I watched it bloom
Yesterday morning I trudged through the snow, my hand in my beau's, to the restaurant down the street for brunch. Over eggs and toast we talked about bigger plans and doing things we're passionate about.
I went home and did work from school, then called my grandfather to arrange a visit to him and my brother this weekend.
Later I ran down the slippery streets to yoga, where I stretched my bones and breathed deeply into my body.
I bought groceries and talked with the chatty Asian woman who owns the health food store, promising to return with my recipe for apple crisp.
At home I slipped into a skirt, and helped my roommate provide a feast for guests. We spent the night sipping wine, laughing, and groaning over her lemon rosemary chicken.
Before bed I called my parents to tell them I love them.
In the morning I watched a Green Tea flower bloom in my tea cup. It was a gift from a friend, and a romantic way to start the day before going to work.
I have come out of my blues and back into the world.
The air feels warmer, my legs move more easily as I walk down the icy sidewalks, and I feel like excited about moving forward.