Jo Beckley

Last Spring felt so refreshing.

A new home, a new boyfriend, a new chapter.

Hopeful. 

This Spring feels different. Quieter, more reserved.

Still a faint sense of renewal, but only a hum of what it was.

The boyfriend, yeah, that relationship ended about 8 months ago.

A short chapter, a painful lesson.. It’s taking time, more than I’d like, but I don’t get to decide how long this takes, I guess. 

It’s still early Spring.

Maybe I need patience.