Hell month almost finished

I hate January with a fiery abhorrent passion. At least this last one...car accidents, finacial nighmares, job uncertainty, stress that would make the average person throw their hands in the air and say 'I quit' ...yet hope is on the horizon with February. There is always hope in February. Cezanne's birthday greets me on the 4th with hope and a renewed awareness that as crappy as life can get, there are always blessings around the corner.