February
February is my favorite because it feels like the beginning of hope because the snow starts melting, even if the temperature around me is still cold.
I graduated college after a severe traumatic brain injury.
By Gentle Witch
Graduated college with a double major
Former federal government employee
February is my favorite because it feels like the beginning of hope because the snow starts melting, even if the temperature around me is still cold.
My favorite month of the year is January because January holds the opportunity to start over without judgment.
December is my favorite month because endings don’t feel as scary with lights and warmth around them.
October is my favorite month because it’s dramatic in the most beautiful way.
August is my favorite because of its quiet warmth. It is the kind of warmth that remains within the soul for an extended period of time.
I like July because it feels like laughter echoing across long afternoons.
June is my favorite because everything feels bright, even on cloudy days.
April feels like I’m awakening from something long and heavy.
My favorite month is March because it holds the first warm day like a secret gift.
February is my favorite month of the year because it feels like survival and softness at the same time.