February must have happened to me all in a midday dream.
Like a nap, it ended quite longing for that extra snooze, the kind that you never want to end, but still it must.
It was fleeting in a way I can better describe it, but somehow it ended quite cheerfully.
I spent half of the month away from my other kids as I was tending to Julia’s medical visit in Manila.
I specifically love the daily walks that I had and the daily masses offered for Julia’s ultimate recovery and healing.
I must admit, I was on the verge of total weakness from the hullabaloo January brought.
But February was all about fresh start, new found love, trying something new, believing and fighting for love, trying to be healthy, talking to God in the deepest silence of my heart, watching the sun set amongst the clouds, surviving a flat tire in the middle of nowhere, coming back to work, trying the new coffee beans from land down under, visit from our favorite humans from land down under still, and basically trying to survive life’s surprises one day at a time.
Trying out this trend I found on Instagram.
Made a big batch of Baked Spaghetti.
I say goodbye to February, and I am very excited about March.
Make haste, March, I am so ready for you.