Dear February

Dear February,

You're always a weird one for me. When you came around last year, you took one of the people who meant the most to me and once again you've done the same. In the 28 days that you were here, you took many of my friends' loved ones, but you also bought many of them joy.

I don't think I'll ever quite understand you February... You are a time of both joy and sadness for many. Many people are lost within your time here, but many lives are gained and that's hard for me to wrap my head around.

You were the month in which my mum and one of my best friends were born, and for that I cannot thank you enough as they are the people who keep me going - even when you bring me some of the worst times. 

I can't quite decide whether I like you or not, February. You've brought me, along with many others, such pain in your previous visits, yet you've also brought us some of the best times. I know that I can do nothing to stop you from coming around again next year, I can just hope you bring more good than bad with you next year.

See you next year,

Love,