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You are the month that gets no love from me and I'm sorry about that. You are full of possibilities and fresh starts and I should embrace you because of those. Instead, I find myself wallowing in the bitter cold, deep snow, and desire for hibernation. January is the month that I acknowledge my slow descent into depression. Without fail, January, without fail.
I vow--from today forward--that I will embrace you for the possibilities and freshness. I will no longer whine about how cold it is. I will celebrate the lengthening days and the sunlight when we have it.
Be kind.
5 comments:
I feel the exact same way. Why is that winter has to last so long. And summer seems so short?
Between the short days, post-holiday letdown and cold weather, it's no wonder!
I am afraid I can only whine about January. It is starting out very cold.
It seems I'm the odd one here.
This is my favorite season.
I live in California, so I don't have the COLD and some others do.
What a wise post!
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