the month to blame has ended
It's a gladness that comes after surviving another February. I never thought February to be a bad month. At least, the thought never stuck and stayed, pressed to my memory as one of those dreaded months. In fact, when the month started this year I wrote out February in my journal and remember noting the beauty of the word. How much fun it was to write out the F and the R's and the U and the B. All the other letters were special too, of course; and because of the way it seemed when I wrote the word, I thought February a fun and creative month.
Last week a friend of mine and I were talking about what we've been dealing with--difficulties with peoples and relationships, difficulties with finding motivation and desire to do the right things and things that will benefit rather than harm us--and my friend suggested that our problems had something to do with February. So, I tried to "blame it all on February," knowing full well that I had much to do with my own problems. He eased my accusation on February and instead said, "Well, you can at least blame some of it on February."
So I did and I wrote that on my calendar.
Another friend wanted to blame it all on Germany. Her own struggles, not mine. But, actually I've had a share of struggles that may be related to that time that lapsed outside of the States and I'd like to blame the rest on Germany, even while I still feel an overall fondness toward that experience.
There has been a series of refreshing and exciting events that have taken place in February. My older sister, for one, had a birthday this month. And even though I was late in my wishing her another year of life and learning, it was nevertheless a time to be grateful. And then there was other news, which I'm going to be ever so vague about... and a wedding... and at last, a break from school. The break that I'm currently taking part in (Uh-oh, that was a dangling modifier right there... some grammar freak is going to shoot me down for that. Or maybe I've freaked out sufficiently for myself.).
Now let's see what this new month brings (i.e. leprechans, rainbows, pots of gold (plural) perhaps?).
Last week a friend of mine and I were talking about what we've been dealing with--difficulties with peoples and relationships, difficulties with finding motivation and desire to do the right things and things that will benefit rather than harm us--and my friend suggested that our problems had something to do with February. So, I tried to "blame it all on February," knowing full well that I had much to do with my own problems. He eased my accusation on February and instead said, "Well, you can at least blame some of it on February."
So I did and I wrote that on my calendar.
Another friend wanted to blame it all on Germany. Her own struggles, not mine. But, actually I've had a share of struggles that may be related to that time that lapsed outside of the States and I'd like to blame the rest on Germany, even while I still feel an overall fondness toward that experience.
There has been a series of refreshing and exciting events that have taken place in February. My older sister, for one, had a birthday this month. And even though I was late in my wishing her another year of life and learning, it was nevertheless a time to be grateful. And then there was other news, which I'm going to be ever so vague about... and a wedding... and at last, a break from school. The break that I'm currently taking part in (Uh-oh, that was a dangling modifier right there... some grammar freak is going to shoot me down for that. Or maybe I've freaked out sufficiently for myself.).
Now let's see what this new month brings (i.e. leprechans, rainbows, pots of gold (plural) perhaps?).
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8:16 AM
1 Comments:
For last few years, I loathed February and March. November, December, and January are cold, but the holidays make them fun. Also February and March are usually not as beautifully adorned by snow... And you know, by the time February and March comes around, I'm throughly sick of winter coldness. In that sense March is actually worse. I've been feeling plenty of non-motivation, or dis-motivation or whatever you may call it. State of apathy and lethargy.
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