Thirty
APRIL-19 YEARS OLD
I finally took down my first Christmas tree the day before Valentine’s Day. I guess I was just waiting until the last second to decide not to decorate it. Or maybe I didn’t want to give up that “first” just yet.
Spring doesn’t really spring here, like I’ve read it does in many other places. We don’t have clearly defined seasons, so spring kind of trickles in, depending on how many hard freezes in January or February we’ve had. This February, we had a few mid-twenties nights, but we also had quite a number mid-eighties days. As a result, wildflowers started to filter into bloom throughout that month. March was full of yellow wildflowers everywhere you looked. I thought of Matthew often all through March and hoped he was doing well.
Of course the phone is going
