I think it’s the 24 hours of light that makes an arctic spring somewhat of a time lapse photography experience in real life. And, after the longest winter of my life, I welcome the light and the life back to mine!
In this arctic experience, at various times, and sometimes all at once, I have gone without. Sometimes for days, weeks, or even months at a time I’ve gone without:
– The sun.
– Degrees of warmth.
– The ability to comfortably or even semi-comfortably go outside.
– Family. For months, upon months, upon months, upon months …. I have never been so far away from my family for so long.
– Friends. I miss you so much.
– Play groups. We miss you so much.
– A job. (This, up until this year, has always been a real source of identity and given me a sense of purpose in my life).
– Money from said job.
– Television. At first for months, and then a few weeks, and sometimes it just goes out for or a few days here and there.
– Internet service for weeks at a time.
– Fashion. Stores. Shopping. (No Target. No mall. Certainly not an Anthropologie.)
– Things to do with kids. ie: zoo, children’s museums, parks, playgrounds, aquariums, ponds to feed ducks, cruising Target …
– My wits.
You know what I’ve learned (so far) during this deprivation diet?
– Like the birch trees, I’ve never been without support.
– Like the bare birch trees, all my missing leafs and then some will all come back again someday!
– Like the bare birch trees, I am stronger than I ever imagined.
I’m still standing.
I’m still standing!
Ya, Ya, Ya!
Am I a birch tree?
Ya! Ya! Yaella
*It is only with this knowledge, and because of this knowledge, you know, knowing that I may actually be a birch tree, that I know that as The Oprah Show draws to a close, I might be ok. Maybe.