January was – January. Cold, snowy, mostly gray with occasional sunshine. January is a month made for hibernation, I think. Kat told me, and I think she was right, that we are both part bear – we need our hibernation time.
There were, of course, enough good times in January. Dinner out with friends, brunch with friends at our local Potbelly Cafe, a trip or two to the movies followed by a late lunch/early dinner out. Quiet times at home with my furry girls. Books to read, meals to prepare using new recipes Google finds for me, grumping about January in all its wintery bluster, sharing lives with virtual friends, thinking about spring and working in the flower beds, maybe taming them a little, and hiring someone to do the drudgery of raking pine needles and pine cones so my energy could be expended on those flower beds.
There are other good things, more personal good things. Knowing my son is safe in South America, planning his future in Ecuador (however long he may stay there) and looking forward to his visit here, whenever that may happen. Knowing my daughter is looking forward to her move to Thailand after this school year ends, a fresh start and new experiences and adventures. Appreciating the love of my friends, and my love for those friends. Appreciating the warmth, safety and privacy of my home.
Having enough. It all comes down to having enough. That is not to say I wouldn’t want more, but it is acknowledging that what I have really is enough.