I will accept as a gift and enjoy the early Spring for what it is. I will admit that it’s easier for me to be cynical and fatalistic instead, however. I will be glad for the gift of friendship and love when offered. I will endeavor not to look for ulterior motives or hidden pitfalls in those rare gifts. I will almost certainly not get anything right the first few thousand times. I will try to keep trying all the same. I will probably not give up.
I will get it all right eventually.