That Tree

I am like that tree.
The tree in the yard.
The bare tree.
Bare but for small buds.
Buds that felt the warmth of the sun and a new beginning.
For that tree the sun is shinning.
But winter is still upon it.
Those buds could still be defeated by winter.
That is the way I feel.

by Paulette

I am preparing to fight what amounts to a small battle I am sure. Not with depression. I am down but I am not out. I have right on my side and right has got to win. I have awesome friends and family behind me. More importantly, I have God. I have hope. For now, that is enough. Even if I am down just now.