Even when the ground is still covered in snow, something new may already be beginning. The first day of spring is fast approaching. That pesky daylight saving time change has begun to pull us into longer days. When the sun comes out, we turn like sunflowers—faces lifted, soaking it all in. We dig out the rubber boots and splash pants for our kids and watch in anticipation as the snow slowly disappears. The song of new birds fills the air, mixed with the sound of melting snow

A season of firsts, a few lasts, and the bittersweet realization that time never slows down. If you asked me now, “Would you do it again?” my knee-jerk reaction would be a hard no. But in hindsight? I’d consider it. Some aspects of it, anyway. Certainly not adorning an afghan and walking down a runway (that’s a one-time-only kind of thing), but maybe next time with a less… unconventional outfit. I’m all for stepping outside of my comfort zone, but a girl has to have her bound