That's how February has been in our household. It's okay though, because it means all 4 of us have learned how to communicate more effectively (though we don't always choose to do so); it means that we have spent a lot more time together as a family than we had originally planned; it means that we are all learning to give respect if we want to get it; and it means we are adapting every day to being a home.
March is a happy happy month: it will mark my mother's
Ah, I love spring. Flowers and grasses that you thought were dead all winter suddenly come back to life, and front yards look like the fields in Oz, rather than the icky hay-swamps of Nowhere, Midwest [what? that could be a real thing]. You start seeing baby animals every where you go, all your friends accidentally get preggo from being cooped up all winter, your skin begins to glow from the sun instead of the increasing paleness brought on from wind and lack of Vitamin D. It's a glorious time of year. It's a sign of new beginnings. Better things to come. It's the time of every year when I begin to really look forward to everything that's in store.
It also makes me incredibly thankful for everything that I already have.
I want to make sure that this spring (and every season thereafter), I take the time to show my loved ones how much I truly appreciate them. Not just in words, but also in action. Appreciation comes in many forms, and I do not want to stick to just one. I want to express it in every way possible. I want appreciation to be flowing out of my ears in little pink hearts so everyone can see it, feel it, know it, and share it.
Ah, yes. I love spring.