The Beginning

I thought about waiting until the middle of the month to write; because that would make a full month since I've written.

But I just couldn't help myself.

I love a new year. Not usually enough to stay up for the change anymore. Did you know you can go to bed on New Year's Eve around 10:30 at night, sleep through midnight, and it will still be January 1st the next morning? True story.

Now don't get me wrong, I love Christmastime. It is my favorite. But there is so much clutter are so many beautiful decorations all around the house, and by the time the 25th comes around, "I'll I want for Christmas [is my dust-free, clutter-free, cleared counters and tables back.]" So you know what Geoff and I did the evening of the 25th and morning of the 26th? We put the decorations away. Geoff did a large bulk of it. I still wasn't feeling very well. I'm still not. (Enter Debbie Downer: wa-waaaaaaah.)

January makes me want to clean. Well, this year it makes me want to hire a maid.

I look forward to a new year. Last year there were so many challenges, a couple heart breaks, and a few wonderful milestones. I feel like I need to brace myself for this year, because last year was difficult. I was telling my mom this the other day. She responded that I needed to accept what comes and trust in the Lord. Wise.

So I now look to this New Year still feeling like I should brace myself; but I look forward to the changes that will occur, and knowing whatever challenges are ahead, that I will gain experience, and hopefully more compassion, some wisdom, and perhaps some good jokes.