In my experience, January lasts about a year, February lasts about an hour, and suddenly it's March. Yes, I realize February is the shortest month; still it's not that much shorter, and every four years it's not that much shorter at all. This is one of those years, yet here we are, at the end of February, and I barely remember anything about it. What exactly happened? What did I even do? I have a vague memory of the dredges of January and its never-ending cold but no Christmas and the feeling that it would never end. But suddenly, tomorrow is March.
I guess a few things happened worth noting, so here goes.
Of course the very best thing that happened in February was our NYC trip, fully documented here. At least once a day, I say to myself "I'd really rather be in New York." This feeling will fade with time but never fully vanish. Until my next visit. I do love it there.
Valentine's Day passed without much frivolity; someone brought me two chocolate cupcakes, which I couldn't eat because of the 4 lbs. I gained in NYC that I was still working to lose. Eli and Amanda's daughter, Jane, made Valentines for everyone. Look how hard she worked:
The day after V. day, Shulamith's daughter Kennedy's had her dance company fireside, where she danced magnificently. Kennedy is so dedicated to her art, and it shows.
And last week, Seth told me he was feeling like he hadn't seen anyone in a long time. He's only 20 minutes away, but he works lots, along with finishing his final semester at UVU. He'll graduate May 2nd, and I couldn't be any more excited than to celebrate our fifth and final college graduate!
I told Seth that if he picked a night to drive up for dinner, I'd invite everyone, and hopefully at least a couple of the sibs would be able to come. But as it turned out, they all came, all the locals that is! It was such a fun evening to have all four of them together for no special reason other than to hang out and catch up. We stayed a long time. I felt extra blessed these people belong to me.
I just looked back at my post from Leap Day four years ago. It was so innocent. I taught a class. Walked two dogs. Met Shulamith for lunch at Cafe Rio. Ran an errand in Lehi. Took another walk. Bought groceries.
Nothing out of the ordinary.
Little did I know that the following month the world would shut down. A virus would cause a pandemic the proportions of which none of had ever experienced or expected. We would learn a new term: "social distance." We would stay home almost all the time. We would fear contact with others. We would worry about every cough, sneeze, or fever. We would worry especially over our elderly friends and family members. We would watch in horror as people died.
We would also learn a lot. We would learn to be grateful and to trust more. We would learn how resilient we are. We would learn how much our faith means to us, wherever it is centered. And though every one of us felt the trauma of that time, we also found our way through the trauma and began to heal. I expect we will never be quite the same as we were before COVID; hopefully what we learned will serve us and others well.
Happy Leap Day, everyone!








