If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome” Ann Bradstreet, poetess: 1612-1672. As I sat in January to write an upbeat article for my neighbors to read in April, I felt inauthentic. Like a big old faker. Normally, I’m happy and energetic. Writing something perfect for spring – about growth and living fully – is what I wanted to write. But today, it wasn’t how I felt. Why? Because it’s