Not too long ago, I dreaded Winter.

I would look at my calendar and feel this knot begin to form in my stomach and rise to my throat.

The cold, dry, long, dark days of winter brought a sadness to my soul for many years.

Actually, I think there is a diagnosis for this now—SAD. Seasonal Affective Disorder. It is a real thing!

Every day it felt like I was drudging through, counting down the days until Easter and the arrival of Spring.

However, my heart has recently shifted.

A few days ago I was walking my 70-ish pound golden retriever, inhaling the beautiful crisp air around me.

Skipping along, I suddenly came to a complete halt.

Bo, my sweet pup had gotten entangled in his leash and my hands were full with my phone, doggie potty bags, a water bottle and of course his leash.

He kept spinning around like any silly dog and I was trying to untangle the mess.

My hands were so full that I had to finally throw down my phone, my water bottle and those doggie potty bags to be able to unravel this mess of an entanglement.

A few days ago I innocently walked into Hobby Lobby.

Shockingly, I pulled into the parking lot and could barely find a space to squeeze my car into.

Maybe they are having a huge sale? I was at a loss.

Sitting in my car for a few minutes, I wondered if I should even go in. I was short on time because I was having lunch with my son soon.

I decided to go in.