A year ago I had just gotten back from a visit to New Orleans where I walked around barefoot in a skirt and tshirt.
A year ago I was getting things together for our family trip to Mexico, where it was so warm I could walk around barefoot in a bathing suit.
I think escaping to the warmth in the middle of winter is one of the most luxurious things a person can do. Escaping winter feels like escaping the power of the gods. The bad ones.
This winter I'm going no where. Stuck in the cold. The statistics about this winter in Kansas are horrible. I don't even want to hear anymore about how we've had no sunshine and too much snow. How much we usually have. How little we have now. I see it. I'm trying to just ignore it - to have the pain without the suffering - until it gets warmer. It's March on Monday. It'll get warmer in March, I'm almost sure of it. And then April will have a couple days that are really really nice. Once May gets here it's smooth sailing till maybe the end of October.
This picture is my phone wallpaper (without the frame). I'm trying to remind myself warmth happens. I took it from our private/vip beach while we were in Mexico with Joel last year. The trip had some seriously bad moments, but over all it was such a wonderful vacation. I have very fond memories that grow fonder. Gauzy curtains blowing in the wind. White sand. Buffets with many beverages. Being baked by the sun. I hope we'll do it again when it's soon. When it's cold outside, which I hope doesn't happen soon (or ever again).