Sometimes I wonder if spring will ever appear in this corner of the world. Will I ever swap my winter boots for light ballerinas? Will we ever go to the park to play in full sun? Will we ever stop wearing mittens and scarves? It's been so cold here, it almost feels as it was much warmer back in December than it is now, in the end of April. We are so tired of it. Tired of this greyness around us, steel skies and depressing rains. We had few very warm days few weeks ago and people say that it was our summer: came and went in a blink of an eyelid.
Last few months have been quite heavy on us but we're slowly getting our energies back. C.'s operation gave us new perspective on many things in our lives. G. is getting better and I want to believe she is not suffering from asthma. And as for me, I survived few weeks on pasta with pesto diet and from now on, it can only get better.