Spring

What’s your favorite month of the year? Why?

My favourite months are springtime, all of it. The moment I see a daffodil my spirits lift and I feel renewed and hopeful.

I struggle emotionally from October onwards, normally picking up in December. It’s as if my body feels the sap dropping in the trees. I think I was born in a city for a reason. I love the countryside and nature, but don’t seem to thrive in more rural settings.

It annoys me.

I’m affected by…

In life you often meet people who are allergic to, sensitive to, and affected by, a whole host of things that compromise their happiness and wellbeing. Some wear it like a badge of honour, use it for attention, I’m in the bracket that I’m officially irritated!

I’d far rather have attention as a best selling author and playwright. It’s more fun, and does some good.

I don’t want to be gluten intolerant, it’s a nuisance. I’m now a fussy eater, yet in fact I’m not. It used to ‘what shall I have?’ when I saw a menu, ‘what can I have?’ is much less fun. I don’t like eating out with people because they worry and I feel like a nuisance.

Getting low for two months of a year is not my idea of necessary. I’m working on it though. Firstly though visualisation, secondly adding some new foods into my diet.

I’ve got so fed up trying to find food that suits me I realised I’d given up; just grab some crackers and go. I can’t have that nonsense, so I’ve ordered a good quality multi vitamin, and had fun in the supermarket adding vitamins to my basket yesterday.

The first daffodils

The moment the leaves come up my spirits lift. When the flowers come out it’s just the best moment in a year. That feeling of renewal!

That’s why I will never let anyone tell me “you’re no spring chicken”. An English description for someone late middle aged and upwards. Or in the eyes in the young and ‘powerful’, anyone over 25.

I will always be a spring chicken, I was born in the spring, and I will always keep the spring in my heart.

I am the Spring!

Deb xx