As the sun rises again, as the air gets warmer and the birds start chirping, I see how Spring has slowly unfurled itself over the frozen ground. Up pop the snowdrops, the crocuses. Out come the first blossoms. And on the ground I notice a dandelion, showing me that all my wishes are still there, intact, waiting for me to spring back to life and act.
You think you’ve finally dealt with an issue, and then, out of the blue, you find yourself right back where you were 3 years ago, facing the same thoughts and feelings, acting in the same irrational way. Sounds familiar?