It's still cold here. I leave my apartment morning after morning with a tinge of hope, only to be greeted by familiar mountains of snow and ice. But today, the sun was out. And, despite the sub-zero temperature, it felt warm on the back of my neck. It was pleasant and unexpected.

It's the beginning of the beginning. Barely discernable, but it's there.

Life would be simpler, easier, and more agreeable...if only we could see our endings as beginnings.