Thank goodness February 2016 is over. It’s a month that is accompanied by memories and hidden emotions that seem to creep out at the most inappropriate times.
My husband’s birthday was in February, we were married in February, and he up and died on February 29, 2004. That is 12 years or 3 leap years ago when he left on a journey to places I know nothing about.
It was with a sigh of relief that I turned the page on my calendar this morning to welcome in March.
Then I saw it: Primary Day in 12 states. I realized the political games get ‘serious’ in March and for the next 9 months we will be subjected to politicians bragging, promising, crowing, and berating in hoarse voices.
And I thought February was bad!
Wonder if there are elections where Jack is? Hopefully he can rest in peace without the craziness that springs forth every 4 years. Huh, maybe that’s the reason he picked leap year to vacate this spiritual realm: he just couldn’t face another chaotic and crazy election cycle.
Smart man, that Jack.