what i want ...

i want to step my toes into the muddy ground.

i want to put on sandals and walk barefoot and feel the new greenishness of grass sprouting.

i want to jump in the puddles.

i want my girls to jump in the puddles with me while we laugh and giggle uncontrollably.

i want the sun to beat down on our faces while we lay on a picnic blanket and eat dinners outside in the yard.

i want to plant seeds.

i want to drive down our street and be amazed at how quickly this previously a tree-farm property transforms into shades of green.

i want to paint our black driveway with shades of pink and purple and yellow and green and blue chalk.

i want to wake up one morning and wonder where the snow went.

i want spring.