This snow lion will melt, but the old adage proves once again that there's rhythm to life, an ebb and flow to things.
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snow buries our hopes
March keeps us waiting longer
we have springtime faith
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Follow along as a 50(ish) year old career professional deals with the recent loss of his job, the transition of moving to a new community, the stress on his family members (who are also experiencing life transitions of their own), and the struggle to find not only new employment, but a new focus to his life as well.
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