Today I remember the other dormant seasons of my life: Everett's birth, the weeks after his surgeries, the months of settling into our new life in the Bay Area.  They were winter times - times of stillness, of turning inward, of life and growth unseen.  I remember all of the good things that have come out of those seasons.  There have been so many surprises: friendships, grace, empathy, and a closeness with God I had never imagined.

That brings me to the question I will hold in these winter days: what gifts will this season bring?