I have waited for spring so long. This past winter seemed to be interminable.
Since my breast cancer diagnosis, this was the second winter I have asked myself if I'd live to see the spring again. I guess for the rest of my life that will be a permanent question in winter. Anything is harder in winter.
I'm digressing. The Spring Equinox.
My sweetheart is gone to camp - he will be deploying (his second deployment) in Afghanistan next month. I am looking to a very hard year without him.
Today it was just me and Ris. her husband was supposed to come, but was called to do 12 hours shifts at the base.
I wish I wasn't that tired by the time we started the ritual. This tiredness I can not get rid of. True, I am able now to do more things than a year ago, but still, compared to how I was two years ago, it almost makes me cry.
So, anyway, the ritual bread came up gorgeous. We charged the offerings and talked to the Gods. May they help us in the year to come.
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