The first four lines of T.S. Elliot’s The Waste Land read:
April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
As April has closed and May stands on our doorstep, that first line has been bouncing around my brain for many of the last thirty days.
But this year, for me, April has been a month of amazingness: glorious gratitude, playful positivity, brilliant blessings, vibrant hues, and succulent sunshine. Now, I’m wondering what is to come with this first day of May….
What does this month bring for you?