A little like last year did, this February has brought some melancholy times. I think I am dealing with them better because A) the weather has been sort of sunny the last few days, B) the major bad thing that has happened is very bad–but it’s not happening in conjunction with 15 other bad things, C) I can stop and breathe/get enough sleep/etc. because my job is manageable. Still, despite the wonderfulness of Ezra’s birthday and Valentine’s Day, February can be a tough month.

My friend Maureen, who I have known since 4th or 5th grade, had a little book of her poems published. They’re so wonderful!! Yay Maureen! You can order her book here. Amazon claims it’s not yet released, but I got my copy… I guess directly from the publisher.

Between the solemn days of February, the inspiration of seeing my friend’s work in print, and having a little time with my current job situation… I was driven to actually write something yesterday. I haven’t written much resembling poetry in the last few years. I’d write things here and there on random scraps of paper or in random notebooks, but this felt a little different. I like it–it helped/helps me to work through the things I am thinking and feeling and experiencing. But whether anyone will ever see it, or most of what I write, I can’t say. Maybe it’s enough that I write at all.

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