1. It only has 28 days.
2. Lent begins.
February is, so often, the longest month of the year for me. The days are short, the weather’s cold, and we’re stuck inside (unless we want to turn into popsicles). My motivation is nil, my extremities are frozen, and my kids are stir-crazy.
In the midst of this, the Church reminds me on Ash Wednesday that to dust I will return. As the world breaks into life around me, with crocuses poking through the snow and the days getting noticeably longer, we enter forty days of the desert known as Lent.