Re: February

It is not a month for dramatic haircuts, dramatic departures, or anything else you might regret when you are less itchy and the sun has come back. It is a month for enduring, rather than for bold new ventures, a month when you must bracket the thought “I cannot stand another second of it” with the realization that by the time you utter it you are almost through. It is a whole month when you are ready to shed your restless skin, the longest short month of the year, a month when every arriving phone call is potentially fraught and dreadful, when what you want to communicate clearly comes out all mangled.

My only tips for survival are to be mindful that it is only February, that annual misery, and buying yourself daffodils can be an act of hope, and music helps.

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Posted by Mara Collins on Feb 27, 2009 | 5 comments

5 Comments

  1. camikaos
    Feb 27, 2009

    and thankfully we only have today and tomorrow left and then we can move on to March.

  2. Dana
    Feb 28, 2009

    i can only agree today. i am glad today is the 28th, and thankful there are no more!

  3. patrick
    Feb 28, 2009

    “When Chekhov saw the long winter, he saw a winter bleak and dark and bereft of hope. Yet we know that winter is just another step in the cycle of life. But standing here among the people of Punxsutawney and basking in the warmth of their hearths and hearts, I couldn’t imagine a better fate than a long and lustrous winter.”

  4. jenny
    Mar 2, 2009

    Poor, unfairly maligned February. (Why do I take this personally?!)

  5. mara
    Mar 3, 2009

    I’m not saying I don’t love my friends born in February, nor that I regret the marriage begun in Februrary. It was a mild month weather-wise, in Portland. And yet. I am mightily grateful it is done with for another eleven months.

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