Whatever about Easter falling in April, this month to me, is always the one in which the chrysalis on my winter-worn heart is shed. Spring is fully here, and a new year (my birthday falls in April) means new wings eager for flight.
It is like rediscovering your old heart - your oh-so-better beating true self, youthful, vibrant, alive and believing, triumphant free hoping heart!
Here's to this season of becoming (who you really are/want to be.) And the jubilant joy of it :)
