Dear Spring

Dear Spring,

It's me, Brianne, your faithful fan. Here's the thing... I know we're in Utah, and Spring, it can be hard to understand what you're supposed to be like. There's winter right before you and summer right after you, and let's face it, being a middle child is not easy.

I know you're tempted to give in to peer pressure and try to be like everyone else. Spring, you don't need to be like winter and you don't need to be like summer, because the truth is, you are beautiful just the way you are-- with your light breezes and slightly chilly nights. With your tulips and daffodils and rain showers where the sun comes out and smiles. Where all the world is in bloom and there is popcorn popping on the apricot tree. That's what I love about you. You are happy and pretty and you bring us out of the despair that winter has.

So please Spring, just be you. None of this funny business trying to mess around and act like summer.... then giving in to winter's temptation. Just be yourself. You don't need to get attention by acting like the others. Just be your beautiful self, Spring. The Spring that I know and love. The Spring that you can be.

Yours truly,