Oh February, you fickle friend. The only constant in February is transition, for me. I’m never/always surprised by the unfolding events. All the way from “It’s Groundhog Day already?” to “Is this a leap year?” I grapple with this particular month every year. Some have been better than others (ex: husband taking me to Seattle beat out caught boyfriend cheating on me, fo’ sho’).
This year I am attempting to ignite passion of all kinds around me. Romantic, creative, constructive, or playful energy may spring forth in my wake! Beware - the love spillith over!