A Year in the Life: Winter Part 1
I was fishtailing, the back end of my car whipped around and I slammed the breaks not having yet learned you’re supposed to pump the brakes in icy conditions. My car flew into a horizontal position as I headed down the hill of our apartment complex and then skidded to a halt leaving only inches between my front bumper and a parked car’s driver side door. My hands shook as I tried desperately to slow down my breathing. There was no snow on the ground just a thin layer of ice that my eyes hadn’t detected but my tires easily found. Winter had begun. Winter. Part 1. They say whenever you try anything new there is an adjustment period. A time for growing pains as you learn your new normal. The winter of 2017 had pains; loads of them. It was filled with growth as well, but the pain is what felt the most palpable. Winter is the longest season in New England both literally and figuratively in my emotional journey. I knew it would be hard taking on this new adventure both t...