I don’t know about you but Christmas, the end of a year and the anticipation of another always brings about mixed emotions for me. It’s the “I can’t believe it…where did the year go?” vibe mixed with “OK, now that this one’s nearly over, let’s not cry over the spent days, and just focus on the next set of 365 fresh days for us to try to do something worthwhile, shall we?” sentiment that make me feel all pensive.
Earlier this evening, I was amongst a circle of women who chose to spend the evening showing gratitude for all that is in our lives this year, while sharing intimately how much has gone on that has made this a rather roller-coaster ride for most. The elation and disappointments.
And yet, we lift our spirits and our gaze to face another day. And we know if we are lucky, there will be many more days to come…for the lessons we will go through, and the joys we will feel. Over and over again till we understand and embrace our individual journeys in this lifetime.
Courage. That is what I want to give thanks for mostly today. A pat on my own back for jumping off my metaphoric cliff this year to reinvent myself, and for the courage I see displayed in so many of my friends in their own lives.
2014…here I come.