A lot of us are feeling the winter doldrums in full force right now.
Part of it is the cold weather and lack of sun.
Part of it, since I’m updating this post for 2017, is post-election anxiety.
And another part, for me anyway, a girl who made her debut into this crazy world during the stark of a Minnesota winter, is the realization I’m a year older again. If I stand on my tippy toes, I can peer into the other side of the half-century mark.
For the past few years, between my late January birthday and Valentine’s Day, my moods swing back and forth as though I’m in the front seat of Steel Venom, that U-shaped inverted roller coaster at Valleyfair my kids coaxed me into riding on a couple years ago.
All I can say when I feel this way is . . . thank goodness for conversation hearts.