The fact that Christmas is over doesn’t fill me with the disappointment it did as a child.  It’s not that the celebration is over and I am left wondering why the event didn’t live up to the hype.  I am more sad because there is nothing left to look forward to for a long, long time.

• I am sad that there is no more Christmas music being played on my favorite radio station.
• I am sad that we are four months away from our next birthday celebration.
• I am blue that we have weeks, and weeks, and weeks of cold, dark weather ahead of us.
• I am sad that we have a number of activities starting that are going to keep me busier than I’ve been and on-the-run, such as swim lessons, our  homeschool co-op, American Heritage Girls and our church’s passion play.  Things that are good for the kids’ character, but require scraping off the car, finding mittens and hats, and lugging supplies in the snow.
• I have blue that we have 13 weeks until Easter.
• I am still grieving the loss of our baby.  Counting down weeks to his or her arrival would have helped mark off the winter weeks and made the push to finish school early a more pressing goal.  I never dreamt that I wouldn’t be with child as this New Year moved in.  If you’d told me last January that we’d not be expecting a new little one this time this year I wouldn’t have given you the time of day.
• I am annoyed that the rest of the world does not keep there thermostat at 73-74 degrees, like we do, and that I am always COLD wherever I go. 

I hate winter.  I just do.  I hate being busy.  I hate not having dates on the calendar to look forward to things. 
Time to be bored, cold, and busy. 

How can I be bored yet busy?  Bored because there isn’t anything EXCITING coming out of the busy-ness.  No parties, no holidays, no vacations to prepare for.  Just busy.

I know that sometimes the tests we face aren’t big trials, but faithful perseverance.  Maintaining daily discipline of Bible quiet time, exercise, and diligence in homeschooling is not going to be easy, but we will be blessed by it.  I know I might get grief from sisters-in-Christ that I am complaining and being a poor witness.  But this is my blog, and I don’t think I do anyone any favors by being phony-Susie-sunshine.  For SURE there is so much to be grateful for.  And I spend lots of my prayer time thanking God for His provision.  Still, I hate winter.  It is here, again.  And I am not looking forward to it. 

Galatians 6:9
And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.

I will try to do well.
I will try to smile.
I will try to wear layers.  I hate wearing layers.
I will plan a day for Chuck E. Cheese, and maybe take a drive to Niagara Falls, NY to the aquarium.
But mostly I will suck it up and cross days off on the calendar until mid-April when things get fun around here again.