Spring is finally here it seems.  This is wonderful because winter is too cold and makes me too blue.  Spring is the season of renewal and rebirth; the season when things begin to bloom; the season when love is in the air.  Ah, spring.

 For me spring is a time when I think about the fact that I have to be outside mowing the grass, trimming the hedge, sitting on the sidelines at soccer games and practices.  The lone single parent cheering my kid on without causing a scene.  Spring cleaning and letting the fresh air in minus the bugs.  The time of year when I can turn the heat off and not worry that we will get too cold nor too hot. The time of year when I don't have to worry about it getting dark too late and I'm still running errands miles from home.

The season when I can shed my winter coat and boots and no longer be able to hide from the world behind a dumpy coat and clomping boots.   It is the season that reminds me that I'm still by myself when I see couples and happy two-parent families enjoying the warm weather and I'm not.  Ah, spring.

Spring leads to summer,   a time for barbeques and vacations.  Well I can cook outdoors but what's a vacation?  Haven't had one in more than a decade.  All I do is work to take care of my kids because no one else will, so who has time to go away let alone afford to?  Certainly not me.  I can't go by myself because where's the fun in that?  I can save money since all I'd do is hide in my hotel room.

 Rather than say ah, spring, I guess I should be saying   aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh  spring!  Because each passing season makes me less happy not more.