“It was always the favorite time of the year, for me at least. The world blossomed with new flowers, and new flowers blossomed with new hope. The world was like an art, a rejuvenating art drawn by an enthusiastic nature. The air was becoming warmer, and warmth had all to do with positives. It was the best time of the year, a time of warmth, a time of hope and a time of positives.”