While winter doesn't officially arrive for almost two more months, the giant snow flakes on Friday and the wind chill of 18 this morning tell a different story than the calendar does. My students are coming to class in layers of down and wool, and we've traded our flip flops and tanks for fur-lined hoods and thicker socks. Although I've never officially been diagnosed, each winter I find myself experiencing some symptoms of Seasonal Affective Disorder. Maybe I miss being outside. Maybe I miss the sun. Maybe I hate seeing my pale, pale skin in the mirror. Whatever it is, during the long winter months there are days I lack energy and zest. I have less laughter and more angst. Last year I purchased what I have dubbed my "happy lamp," and this year I'm trying to combat my winter blues with some intentional "hygge." If you're not familiar with the term, you probably live in a warmer climate. (Side note: I think some mistakenly believe that caring for our mental health is selfish, but as a mom and a wife and a teacher, I know that is simply not true. Taking care of me means I can better take care of those around me, and this winter I vow to make that a priority.) I find comfort in tradition and intentional rituals. For example, while I hate the mess of carving pumpkins, I love that for the last five years as a family, we have taken the time to create lions and tin men and silly faces and fan art for Iowa State. So yesterday I cooked a pot of chili, simmered some apple cider with cinnamon sticks, and played good music while we dug our hands into the messy goop. I drew the curtains to the dreariness outside, and the four of us talked about our days, laughed at our carving mistakes, and enjoyed some intentional cosiness. (The Jameson Irish whiskey in the apple cider was a helpful touch for the grown-ups.) This fall I've also rediscovered a love for long walks. Soaking in just 30 minutes of vitamin D and clearing my mind while breathing in fresh air will be a necessity this winter, even if requires strapping on the warm boots and an extra sweater under my down coat. Because my mental health matters, I will get outside as much as I can. So this winter I'm going to make more soul-comforting soups (I'm trying this one next week) and play more soul-touching John Williams and Hans Zimmer. I'm going to drink warm drinks out of my favorite mugs and watch the snow fly out of my big picture window. I'll be baking more bread and picking up my knitting needles again. I'll also be listening to the daily prayer and scripture on the Pray as You Go app. I don't imagine this will be a complete cure to the winter doldrums, but it sure doesn't hurt to try. What are you doing this winter to keep your spirits lifted? Any favorite soup or warm drink recipes to share? I would love to hear all about it!
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