I was born on January 12th. It was a cold winter Wednesday sometime after 3PM. I love winter. Something about the cold weather makes me feel alive.
The air is crisp and clean and I can breathe! The sudden onset of extreme allergies that hit me in my very early thirties makes for an extremely miserable me. Therefore, frost is my new best friend.
It’s been really cold here in the Philadelphia suburbs the past two days. Most people are counting down till spring already. It’s January 4th. You do know in this lovely area we get four seasons. It’s not just the name of a fancy hotel…its reality. Lately, one could argue we only get two- winter and summer. But, either way we have changes in the seasons and in our moods.
I am a January baby! I’ve thought about this quite a bit. I was brought into this world and if that were not shocking enough for my mother and my newborn self- it was freezing out when we left the hospital for home.
This explains my love for the season so many dread. I love winter clothes. Coats and boots are my best friends and my favorite fashion statements. I love sitting by the fire and falling asleep with the warmth on my face. I love soft blankets tickling my nose. I love indulging in fattening food (we all know you need that to stay warm). I love to wake up cold and put on my fuzzy worn out robe. I love to snuggle. I love the entire season for too many reasons to name!
The power of winter amazes me. She gets things started, shakes it up a bit, and her mood swings are fierce yet you admire her fury.
You feel hopeful in winter. It’s the start of something new. Out with the old and maybe this time you’ll keep that promise to yourself.
We celebrate the birth of Christ, our Happy New Year, and the official day for lovers too! My favorite holidays belong to winter.
I love how the world slows down when it snows. We get the chance to sit in and do NOTHING. It’s nature’s way of forcing us to take it easy and give the dreaded rat race a break.
The only winter blues I ever feel are those annoying reminders on my calendar marking the beginning of spring. Let the sneezing, itchy eyes, and migraines begin!
Spring used to put a hop in my step but now it just puts pressure in my head. All of the new blooms are beautiful but with beauty comes pain. Ain’t that the truth?
Then summer rolls around with her sultry, hot attitude. She makes my life hell…my temperature and my mood. I hate the extreme heat pounding off my face and the blinding rays of the sun. Yeah, that’s real good for you. I for one can never beat the summer heat. I’m just not into the lazy energy draining dog days of summer.
And, God forbid we get an Indian summer! I used to love fall but now it doubles as spring. I wish it would get its own identity back and stick with it. Pumpkin patches, apple picking, and football need not be nagged by Ragweed, pollen, and mold! Get with the program Mama Nature!
While the rest of you complain it’s too cold, this January Baby will be making the most of her beloved allergy free, energy igniting, and fresh start season.
The more you wish away the weather, the more you wish away precious time. There’s no need to rush because we all know too well that January through December pass by in a blink with red itchy eyes, and a sneezing good time!
