For me, spring is both a sad and a happy time. I've had both of my cancer diagnoses in the spring, so when things start blooming again and the weather starts getting warm, I am reminded of the terrifying spring days I've had in the past.
Of course, since I have had springtime diagnoses, I have my mammogram, chest xray and lung surgeon annual visit in the spring, which always manages to put me into some kind of panic before it's all over.
We do usually take a vacation just before all of that though, so I can focus on something fun for a while rather than all the anxiety leading up to these doctor's appointments, so that's a good thing.
But, overall, I think of spring as such a time of hope and good days to come. I am an outdoors person, and spring means that I can get out there again and enjoy the beautiful warm days, green grass, and flowers again for another six months.
I also love baseball, and here we are now, less than one week until opening day! To have the baseball game on in the evening, and to go to a few White Sox games means summer to me as well.
I have tulips coming up and the daffodils are just waiting for a few nice days to burst open, so, despite a couple of weeks of trepidation for me, I find spring to be such a wonderful time of the year.
I totally understand the seasonal memories that are connected wtih losing loved ones-my sister died on Dec 30, so /New Years Eve is a hard time for me and my family, even 21 years later. I will say that time passing helps some, but I do get it.
Cindy