It’s just around the corner. It’s the time of year when I truly give thanks and when the best gifts are received. A time to reflect on things that we’ve accomplished and things that we hope to do better. New beginnings. A true celebration of life.
New Year’s Eve/New Year’s Day.
This year… I can’t even.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to verbalize where this year has taken me. It’s all in my head, constantly swirling, randomly bringing me to my proverbial knees in agonizing bouts of fear, while also creating exalting moments of pure joy and thanks that I can’t help but burst into tears.
When I first started this blog, it was only going to be a way to keep track of my training for the Princess Half and planning for what I came to consider a second honeymoon for me and Prince Charming. Little did I know the true quest wasn’t in the runs leading up to the race.
This new year brings so much promise even as some of the past’s not so pleasant bleeds into it. But we always tend to bring a carry on into the new year anyway, don’t we?
A week from today, I will hold on tight to all of my boys as I laugh with friends and face the coming year with ardor.
I’ve got this.