It is the month I have always dreaded. A month of transition. Some of life’s best and worst have happened in March.
In like a lion, out like a lamb; even the weather is confused.
If there is a connection to the beginning of life, it makes sense; as a December birth, I was conceived in March. For as long as I can remember, or at least while I was paying attention, it is the month I challenge all that I am.
It often results in a shift in thinking, or a change in direction. Many times, there was depression. While all around me were welcoming Spring, I was having my New Year’s crisis, just a few months late.
So aware of this, I actually planned a pregnancy for Spring, just to have something positive to get me through. It worked. My son was born in April.
I graduated college in March, got engaged in March (he proposed at Christmas), changed jobs/careers at least 3 times in March, was laid off only once in my life, and it happened in March.
My grandmother died of cardiac arrest after digging out of a record 5 ft. snowfall at the end of March. My mother lost her mind and escaped to Jamaica in March, one week after I had started a new job about 600 miles from home. One year later, I left that job and traveled home to Pennsylvania just after the Three Mile Island nuclear incident, to attend to my Mom in the throes of a terminal illness, all in March.
We relocated to a new state a few times in March. I retired from a job I loved, but no longer needed, in March just a few years ago. Economic downturn forced my husband to retire from his career of almost 40 years in 2014, also in March. We were not quite ready.
We moved my daughter to New York City on St Patrick’s Day, March 17. My son’s first professional job was downsized in March.
If I went into my personal calendars from years past, I’m sure I could come up with many more examples.
No point really.
In my mind, the pattern is clear.
Just a few more days….
vanbytheriver 
Yes, just a few more days, Van. March weather in the North is always hell, and you’ve got bad memories on top of it. March always makes the flowers of April such a feast for the soul. 🌷
Thanks, Julie. So right you are. ☺ Van
It’s time for March to go, Van! That is more than one lifetime of heavy experiences to be associated with one month…It’s almost over💚
Indeed, it is. Thanks, AoA. ☺
I can certainly see why March might make you hold your breath. March is a loaded month! Hang in there.
I’m thinking we all have that chaotic time of the year ? I try not to think about it until late in the month…avoid the self-fulfilling prophecy. Thanks for commenting, Diana. ☺ Van
That is a lot! No wonder you are wary of this month. It can be a tough time of year to not be happy (for whatever reason) because the birds are singing, things are starting to bloom and everybody else seems to be walking around in the throes of *faux-happiness.* (I know by July/Aug they’ll be back inside bitching how hot it is and how miserable things are.) For me, March is a holding pattern – not one thing or the other. I never think, “Oh boy! It’s March!”
Hey there Colette, might be hard pressed to find folks who love March. Funny thing that even in our extended families, only 1 birthday is noted, and she came early on the 28th. Note: I might be one who complains about that summer heat…I’ve changed my thinking about moving south after menopause hit !!! ☺ Van
Van, Happy April is on its way! Christine
It sure is. Thanks, Christine. ☺ Van
Oh, Van, I can so relate to your desperation to get through the next couple of days. My “month” is December–you know, the happy season? I begin the foreboding thoughts by end September. At least when your good month (April) arrives you’ll be surrounded by beauty springing up all over. Not much beautiful about January’s arrival other than December is over, Lol! Plan your celebratory dinner or something between now and April 1! (Or write down all the April Fool’s jokes you can play on people.) ❤
Thanks, Mandy. I have some mixed feelings about December…birthday month, but the disappointment of what Christmas has become. My youngest brother was born on April 1. It added some levity at the time. It didn’t help that this year a G/I virus took me down. Coming back to life, though. ☺ Van
How awful! Funny, I don’t get sick often, but when I do it tends to be around my stressful month. I always wonder if the stress I feel about it lowers the immunities? Hope so much you come back from that virus strong and soon!
Stress…almost always a factor for me. Strange that other family members were at the Sr. Home and did not get infected. I did some research, this stomach bug seems to thrive on folks with Type O blood..mine, MIL, and husband. Curious and curiouser…☺ Van
Oh wow-I’m type O! I hadn’t heard this–I probably should see what other issues might be in store for people with this type. I’m glad you mentioned that Van.
You have an amazing gift in connecting all of these incidents to March – wonderful timeline memory!
Thanks, Phyllis…I started to notice the pattern in my 20’s. My mood would take a swandive ! Van
Spring is almost her!
For sure, feeling stronger each day. ☺
March is always transitional for me as well. Something about it always puts me in a mood, and generally not the good kind. It seems to me to be a temperamental month. I tend to take stock and start projects.
But…now it’s April !!! ☺
Almost April!
Yes !!! ☺