It's March, and I am in the full swing of job-searching. In January I could not fathom doing anything except caring for Desmond and watching him grow. But spring can make a wilty, haggard mom burst out of the ground and just stretch to the sky. I feel like a human being capable of taking on every ambition and interest I possess. So now Desmond and I will watch each other grow, is what I'm feeling.
