In Between Days

I’ve been seeing a lot of memes lately about these in between days – the lost days between Christmas and the New Year – like the one in this post. Many people are on holidays from work or school, and the days run one into the other.

I remember this as a child. My cousin would be visiting up the street at my grandmother’s house. We would spend days there, reading the books we got for Christmas, playing games, and eating leftovers.

Now, my days are still filled with reading. And watching movies and TV shows on various streaming services, while I’m sewing and cross stitching. Despite my best efforts at maintaining a schedule, I’m slowly drifting towards becoming a night owl.

One of my holiday readings was Ami McKay’s novella, Half Spent Was the Night. (I actually recommend all of her books – I thoroughly enjoyed them!) It’s a follow on to The Witches of New York, and it is set in the lost days, the days in between. Magical things can happen in the in between.

There’s a sense of waiting, of holding my breath. What projects can I finish? How long can I do nothing? Is it time to start my new day planner yet? Don’t miss that appointment/meeting/class! When was the last time I ate?

Part of me things I ought to be looking more ahead, planing goals and activities for the new year. And part of me is hoarding these moments to myself, outside of responsibilities to anyone or anything, storing up rest as if it will make a difference once the busy-ness begins again.

It’s almost gone. New Year’s Eve has arrived. There’s one more precious day before the world takes a breath in, the noise begins, and the “real world” asserts it’s control once more.

Treasure these in between days, my friends! They are few, and much needed.

With many blessings that you receive exactly what you need, now and in the new year,
Mary