Thanks for this. February has always been my least favorite month, too (next to January—but my birthday is in January, so I’ve tried making peace with that). But these days I’m trying to find the light where I can. My Grandma Lucy’s (who passed about 9 years ago) birthday was 2/2, and her last meal was her dark chocolate birthday cake the evening before. We were all gathered around her. So, that’s the memory I carry dear now, even as I wish this month would go by faster. 💛 Hoping the skies break for your family and you find relief again, soon!
Very beautifully written. I have also been allowing myself the rest and sleep and waiting I need in winter because I know it will not last forever. Also, I love winter but even I can grow tired of gray skies. I recently read How to Winter by Kari Leiboweitz and it offers lots of permission to embrace the ‘what is’ of each season.
Murmers and "Hmms" from me throughout, with silent head nods and glances out the window at the "skloud" overhead. The restlessness is real. I love how you've articulated it. February has reminded me of how delicious and simple baking big dishes of pasta with "saucy whatever" mixed in; An also excellent, peak February culinary achievement next to good ole' soup. And three am seems to also be my definitely-didn't-choose-this jam. Haha Eat, Sleep and Carry on, my dear. <3 Love continuing to hear what you have to say. Many of us are listening and silently nodding.
Read this as I lay in bed. Struggling to find reasons to start another day. I want so badly to skate through February with an energy of “it’s the shortest month, it’s not so bad!” But not even a week in, my body doesn’t want to keep up with the exercises I’m demanding of it and my attitude slowly slumps deeper than I want it to. Every word hits home that you wrote. Maybe February gives us a point to look back on and reminds ourselves that we got through it and we can get through the other challenges the year will bring. The bleakness this month holds brings me a hopelessness in my soul on every category of life’s circumstances. This IS hard. Cheering you on from afar, friend.
Thank you for the encouragement! And yes, seasonal affective disorder has been a struggle of mine for many years now. I'm sorry that you also understand what it's like. God is faithful ❤️
I love this series!!!
Thanks for this. February has always been my least favorite month, too (next to January—but my birthday is in January, so I’ve tried making peace with that). But these days I’m trying to find the light where I can. My Grandma Lucy’s (who passed about 9 years ago) birthday was 2/2, and her last meal was her dark chocolate birthday cake the evening before. We were all gathered around her. So, that’s the memory I carry dear now, even as I wish this month would go by faster. 💛 Hoping the skies break for your family and you find relief again, soon!
Very beautifully written. I have also been allowing myself the rest and sleep and waiting I need in winter because I know it will not last forever. Also, I love winter but even I can grow tired of gray skies. I recently read How to Winter by Kari Leiboweitz and it offers lots of permission to embrace the ‘what is’ of each season.
Murmers and "Hmms" from me throughout, with silent head nods and glances out the window at the "skloud" overhead. The restlessness is real. I love how you've articulated it. February has reminded me of how delicious and simple baking big dishes of pasta with "saucy whatever" mixed in; An also excellent, peak February culinary achievement next to good ole' soup. And three am seems to also be my definitely-didn't-choose-this jam. Haha Eat, Sleep and Carry on, my dear. <3 Love continuing to hear what you have to say. Many of us are listening and silently nodding.
So beautifully written, sending you all the hugs and hope for spring! I loved reading this.
Read this as I lay in bed. Struggling to find reasons to start another day. I want so badly to skate through February with an energy of “it’s the shortest month, it’s not so bad!” But not even a week in, my body doesn’t want to keep up with the exercises I’m demanding of it and my attitude slowly slumps deeper than I want it to. Every word hits home that you wrote. Maybe February gives us a point to look back on and reminds ourselves that we got through it and we can get through the other challenges the year will bring. The bleakness this month holds brings me a hopelessness in my soul on every category of life’s circumstances. This IS hard. Cheering you on from afar, friend.
This is so good, and exactly what I needed to read. I've really been struggling this February already.
It's so nice to read something and feel less alone, isn't it? You're not the only one ❤️
Thank you for the encouragement! And yes, seasonal affective disorder has been a struggle of mine for many years now. I'm sorry that you also understand what it's like. God is faithful ❤️