spring IS coming

when life changes hit

and you are left reeling 

dizzy

confused

wearied

hurting

bruised

uncertain

shattered

and you concentrate 

on what needs to happen next 

and you do that next thing 

one day you may realize 

that as you have been doing that "next thing"

slowly 

the dust has begun to settle

and you find yourself

looking at things differently, yet with some familiarity

catching glimpses

of parts of who you once were,

and as feelings you thought had died

begin to stir 

it is a strange awakening

like spring coming 

after a very long, brutal winter

it can be as frightening

as it is exhilarating

I am there