Spring is gently nudging winter out of the way.
Snowdrops, daffodils, crocuses bloom.
Buds burst open to reveal fresh green leaves.
The Ragazza is almost healed.
Not mended. The accident has changed her forever.
She will never be the same again.
But she is healing.
She no longer relies on crutches to support her.
She no longer has daily injections.
Her bones are knitting together.
Her body is healing.
It has been a long and difficult time for all of we who love her.
But I think that we have grown stronger and become better people.
And now I face my own challenges.
To every thing there is a season.