Sweeping Winter Transitions

By: Gabriela Yareliz

Winter was always a season of transition. There were many instances where we were moving or something was happening mid-school year. Some sort of transition. Often, it was a dramatic move, from one state to another. The whole school situation is sort of a blur to me now. I can’t remember exactly what it was like to start mid-year or what my thoughts were around it, but it was a thing.

This year, the transition into the new year felt like a blur as well. It didn’t exactly happen the way I envisioned it. I had this picture of myself spending my last unmarried New Year’s Eve in some cute outfit, stuffing my face and definitely wearing lipstick. Instead, I was in bed by eight pm with a box of tissues next to me, and I probably fell asleep to someone like Piers Morgan yelling about something. (Probably yelling about the ridiculous Harkles).

I am sitting back and reflecting on the year gone, and the year ahead, and I know this year will also carry its own dramatic transitions and changes. I am currently planning some of them and feeling the pressure. In some ways, the future feels the way the unknown often feels, and in other ways, change itself is familiar to me.

Do you associate winter with transition? Did 2023 start the way you pictured it? Let me know in the comments.

Published by Gabriela Yareliz

Gabriela is a writer, editor and attorney. She loves the art of storytelling, and she is based in NYC.

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