Christmas is back in the attic. Our house and our routines are returning back to normal. And winter has forgotten to come to Texas. I suppose this is mostly okay, since I'm not a fan of winter. I'm only sort of bummed about such warm weather because it's too hot to wear my new leggings and cute boots. Also, my legs are far too white for the shorts and sandals I've been sporting.
We've known each other awhile and you know by now that you and August or my least favorite months out of the year. I'm sorry I think you're so lame, but you usually come with long, cold, sunless and boring days. This weird winter has come with the opportunity for change. And I write the word "opportunity," but how I really feel about it is like winter has come to screw me over, or winter has come to scoff at me, or winter has come to torture me with change. Do you ever feel like that January?
I've been talking to myself saying things like, "Okay Jennifer, this sucks. Yep. This is pretty shitty actually. But we're okay. Today, we are okay right? So let's take a moment and breathe. You want to be angry and sad? Okay, let's do that. Let's feel angry and sad. You can feel angry and sad and not open the pantry or pour a drink. Let's take a minute and think about the situation and then we'll sit down and make a plan and sort it out together." And maybe that inner dialogue is totally weird and I'm possibly a crazy person, but sometimes, self-care means having to walk myself through something difficult as if my sane, logical, kind self is grabbing my crazy, anxious, irrational self by the hand. It would be like April or June coming to grab your hand and tell you that everything is going to be alright.
The last time I was with you January, we were in the hospital. And I can't tell you how glad I am to NOT be in the hospital. That was the worst January ever, no offense.
Why does it seem that when life finally shakes out a bit and you start feeling settled from the last place that shook the crap out of you, that something new comes and you're back to that same place of starting anew or readjusting all over again? I suppose it would be dull to have everything the same for so long and that's what makes seasons or change or spontaneity so wonderful. But, I guess I get a little weary sometimes with all of the change and having to keep changing right along with it.
And if I have to keep changing and things have to keep changing, can't I at least have some decent weather so I can wear my cute leggings January?
If change is inevitable and I have to constantly keep growing and being stretched, than I want to at least look cute doing it.
Thank you for your considerations.