Of January, A Birthday, and Surviving
JANUARY. Am I right? January and I have had a hard time getting along for about as far back as I can remember. Like all relationships, ours has evolved over the years, but it has typically been troubled. We’ve had seasons as flat out foes, bordering on fistfights. There have been times of tense truce. And, because I hate conflict, repeated attempts at peacemaking, with fair-to-middling results. These days, I’m just trying to let January be whatever it wants to…