A few days ago, I had decided what I was going to write about. I had recently headed out and bought several sacrificial items to offer to the weather fates, also known as “plants.” My plan was to, for the good of the community, bring spring to life by planting, and soon after accidentally killing, a few plants.

Then I was going to write about how there are these little green buds on our sage plant that we thought was down for the count and make some lofty statement about how “we always overcome, keep the faith,” yada yada.

Winter Prosapio is a writer, a wife, and a working mom of two girls, two cats, and one ridiculously enthusiastic terrier mix.

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