What is it?
What is it about February? It is my favorite month. How can that be? It is smack dab in the middle of Winter, my least favorite season.
February is a quirky month. A bit of a rebel, it marches to its own drummer with only 28 days, except every now and then when it decides to have 29. No other month would dare do that. (30 days has September…) What other month would invite you out to play in your shorts or sundress, knowing full well the rules of winter: short days, long nights, rain, snow, sleet, wind, brrr… February loves to team up with Mother Nature and gift us a few sunny warm days; a week of Springtime in the dead of winter, hope in a moment of despair. Each day is slightly longer than the last and I am assured of making it through another winter. Oh, I know Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow on the 2nd, the rain and snow will return, and for that I am thankful.
I so enjoy celebrations of love and February is full of them: weddings, baby showers, anniversaries and of course, Valentine’s Day. (Please don’t tell me it’s a Hallmark holiday, you forget I make greeting cards.) Valentine’s Day gives us the opportunity to take a moment out of our routines, schedules, and busy-ness, to focus on those we love or to risk reaching out to those we want to love us; be mine ! It’s oh so romantic! And we get to wear red, eat chocolate and sip champagne.
Then, there are the birthdays! Lincoln, Washington, Harrison and Reagan, just to mention the chief execs. There is my nephew, my grandson, Carla (Corinne’s little sister), a plethora of friends, celebrities, acquaintances and, had I mentioned, moi. Seven days separates Valentines Day and my birthday. My fellow Februarians no doubt, agree, the two must never be entangled. Very separate celebrations… as I have, from time to time, explained to Rick (the provider of love and support and the asker of, “Is it still your birthday?”)
So, what is it? February is a month of celebrations, a sneak peek of springtime, a chance to say I love you, a quirky little bundle of joy and good tidings. Though she be a little month she is fierce and full of love.