Spring Mood Board
Did I mention that I’m over winter? I’ve been complaining about it a lot—the dark, the cold, the never-ending bleakness of it all. To be honest, it hasn’t been all that bad. I am loving so many things about our first winter in Connecticut. There have been cozy afternoons by the fire with a glass of wine, snow days with Chloé discovering the joy of hot chocolate with mini marshmallows, and lots of slow cooking.
Spring Mood Board
Thank God it’s spring. The flowers are blooming, the sun is shining, and I’m fully vaccinated. I can’t help but nurture a sense of hope. This hope feels simultaneously audacious and justified. I have moments of genuine lightness despite feeling the usual current of anxiety and overwhelm. Some days are harder than others, but I’m finding it easier to return to a place of steadiness within myself.
End of Winter Mood
The sun is out today and it feels like a really big deal. Spring is coming. That’s what I’m holding out for in the midst of this bleak winter. I don’t know about you, but I’ve hit a wall. It’s a lot, friends. Sometimes I wonder how on earth we’re supposed to sustain this level of intensity, and then I remind myself that none of this is normal. It’s my mantra on repeat: This is not normal. This is not normal. It validates my experience and also makes me feel overwhelmed.
Early Fall Mood Board
This summer I became a summer person. I’ve always thought of myself as a fall person, but 2020 has turned everything upside-down, and I’m no longer who I was before. Hell, I’m not even who I was last week, which was technically a lifetime ago. Now I’m a summer person.
Summer Mood Board
Summer is here and I honestly couldn’t be happier to be shifting into a more relaxed, spacious mood. Despite the fact that my stress levels remain unchanged, I feel less reactive and more responsive. Even as COVID continues to turn life upside-down, life at home seems to have settled into a rhythm.
Spring Mood Board
It has been a challenge to write this post. To be fair, it has been a challenge to do almost anything these days. I don’t feel much like writing—I just don’t have the energy. How can I write about my mood when I can barely even manage it? It’s all over the goddamn place, oscillating between hopelessness and hope, despair and calm, heartbreak and joy. I’m trying my best to ride the wave but man, it’s exhausting.