Subway, 9pm, New York City. The air is ripe with high expectations for the night and the promise of a clean slate for all come midnight. The end of 2008 is here.
It was a year that had taken me from one side of the world to the other, from the tropical home I knew and loved in Thailand back to my childhood home in Maine. A year where I made an incredible pack of friends, all dynamic and unique in their own way and forced me to separate from them. It was a year in which I became a married woman, a dedicated daughter and a new family member. It was a time where I found out what the word "stressed" really meant, what an importance positive thinking is and that crying is sometimes necessary and unplanned.
I'm looking ahead towards 2009 with an open mind and a foggy future plan. But foggy is good, it leaves way for the ebb and flow of life to lead me wherever it is I am supposed to go. Sometimes it all feels too overwhelming like I need a plan, a list, a goal. Sometimes I feel my direction is lost, but have my family and friends to reassure that I am right on target. I see travel cropping up again because honestly, how can I not travel? It's in my blood and drives me. I look forward to cultivating a loving and deep relationship with my husband and facing any challenges we may face as a united front.
5am, subway grate, NYC. Eating pizza with a group of friends, I realize what this year will hold. Pure Joy.
...and more stress. Stress as evil is overrated. It's distress that's evil!
ReplyDeleteEmbracing stress, however, is a perfectly acceptable excuse for consuming chocolate.
Happy New Year, Molly.
I'll take that excuse. Cheers.
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