If you follow my blog (and thank you so much if you do), then you may have noticed that every year, coinciding the past several weeks that have passed, I become quiet. I go into my shell and stay there for a while. Not that I’m sad or anything. I just inescapably become the “frozen snow” in this dark, lifeless world that is winter. The cold creeps slowly and engulfs me. I am not lost, just trapped in this gloomy alternate reality. I want to break out, but I am held back. And without inspiration, there wasn’t much to say.

But I am not without hope because I am reminded…

“Even when it’s cold like this, I always remember that spring is on its way. It’s sort of neat to think about. No matter how much snow there is, it’s all going to melt. It always does.” – Tohru Honda from Fruits Basket

And with this, I begin to wake up again every morning with fresh eyes and a more spirited disposition– knowing that I’m not bound by the seasons and letting my family be the “fresh vibrant spring” that melts this frozen snow.

“When the snow melts, what does it become? It becomes spring.” – Fruits Basket