I don’t know about you, but, somehow this has been the longest February I can remember. Sure, it’s a leap year and February lasts one extra day. It’s not just that. It’s been cold, snowy, icy and generally miserable outside. But, it’s not just that.
This year, there’ve been a lot of concerning things that happened in February. There’s been unrest at church and the need to deal with difficult situations. There’s been death of people close to me in my church family. There’s been a cycle of hectic projects and upcoming personnel changes at work. We’ve had the flu and colds and…you get the picture. It’s just been a lot happening in what is usually the shortest month of the year.
I consider myself to be pretty strong and able to juggle a large number of things at the same time. I still believe that. But, when there’s something going on in every single facet of my life at once (home, work and church), it leaves me without a single place to feel a sense of peace. That’s a bit challenging. So, I think the flu and sickness seem to be about over at home. It seems like the most likely peaceful haven for awhile. I’m ready to dive back into my exercise with gusto after having sickness in our family the past couple of weeks. We’re going to get away for a few hours with Kevin and Jayne and head down to the Lake on Saturday. They seem to be suffering through the same February blahs that we are. It’ll get me back on track.
Last night my husband was telling me that sometimes I’m too much of a big picture person and when I look at the entire picture at once it’s overwhelming. He’s right. I’m one person and I can only really deal with one issue at a time. I’ll set my priorities, make a list, and start to tackle things on each front as they need to be handled.
Taking a deep, calming breath. Getting ready to head into March…in like a lion, out like a lamb—I hope.