By: Gabriela Yareliz
We made it to Friday, but also, to the end of February. January lasted 400 years, and February lasted a week.
As I write to you, I am gripping an ice cold poll in a subway car reflecting on the month gone by, wearing an oversized WeWoreWhat sweater because I am beyond caring today. I was in a meeting with the boss yesterday, and he was wearing a hoodie, so I took that as permission.
A lot of old posts got a bunch of views, this month. The month’s top post was the one dedicated to my husband for his birthday— which is super sweet.
The book that had me stunned this month was Chaos, with a close second to Originals. I have become a full-on Adam Grant fan.
This month was brutally cold. News reports show that some weeks in NYC were colder than Alaska, which made me think of my best friend from my time in Charleston— fellow Air Force brat, Jackie. She was from Alaska, and I believe she made her way back. Jackie, wherever you are— love you, girl. Giggle Gang forever. We were hilarious. We both determined we could and would be comedians, and we were hilarious. Every day, we walked to and from school listening to Shakira’s first English album.
Back to NYC— the weather has warmed up. I can feel my face (though jury is still out regarding my hands because of this ice cold poll on the train).
I am dreaming of spring already. I want rainy days followed by sunshine and tulips everywhere, you know?
After an intense month— my rec is matcha and Theo Von in the mornings (matcha gives energy (until it doesn’t!!), and Theo gives laughs while everyone else is pissed on the subway). Pilates and ginger tea in the evenings. Ginger tea was everything, this month. My husband made me so much ginger tea when I lost my voice. I was voiceless for February guys. Only said half the words I could have. I have some regrets, ha. Talking would drain me of energy. And then, there is that thing where you speak and no one understands you, so you have to repeat it in a louder tone, and by then, I was fully drained of the ounce of energy conserved from the rest of my silence.
It’s back, though. March will be here, and I will be louder than ever. Watch out, world.
We were fortunate to worship with Mosaic, this month. It was a deep reminder of what makes us human— being created in the image of God.
So, no matter what you face today or beyond today— know that this matters, and He is with you. You carry His image and power.
A seat opened up! Two hand typing— let’s go! But I am done with this post— so weird timing. I will always take the seat, though.
Off I go to thaw my hands and laugh with some Theo nonsense. Last day of February. Boom.
GABRIELA YARELIZ 