Just a perfect day

At 6:30 in the morning I hear on the news that there’s a misty start of the day. I jump out of bed and check the window: gray, not much visibility. “I have to get up now,” I tell my husband, “This will be a perfect day!” And it is…

Letting go

When other trees are already donning their spring greens, the beech tree is still holding on to last year’s leaves. I want to tell him – and, perhaps, myself as well – “Let go of the past. Open yourself for new opportunities.” I hope that soon the beech tree will embrace the fresh green colors of spring as well!