The Easter story is one that we read all the way back to the Babylonians—the miracle of Spring, the death of the plants and the eventual resurrection of Mother Earth. It certainly triggers hope, and we can imagine how it brought joy in the early peoples as they waited to see if green would reappear. In my book “The Gifts of Grief: Finding Light in the Darkness of Loss,” I believe that the broken heart is similar to the frozen cracked earth of winter, and the gift is the greening of our hope and faith in what is to come. We are forever a hopeful species, and as the dark clouds of war and anger bring winter to our spirits, so can the gifts of love and kindness bring the spring. May each and every one of you find the joy in the story, and in your own life. I wish a blessed Easter to all the people of the planet.