New Year

I have never been a New Year kinda gal.

Like, it's just another day.

I don't stay up until midnight for all of the hoopla.

I go to sleep at my normal 7 pm-ish and wake up the next day to a new day, a new year...

I've never been a new year's resolution kinda gal, either.

It's always seemed a bit silly to me that we set major goals on one day a year and then forget about them after six weeks, never to return to them.

I've always been a "let's keep going" kinda gal.

I've even been telling people that the last couple of weeks.

I think I've had a change of mind, however.

Isn't it rad how we get to change our mind??

And then say, "Hey! I changed my mind, Yo!"

I do feel very tangibly this New Year's Eve like tomorrow is sort of a clean slate.

Like when they say that you're fresh and new after you're baptized??

Like that.

Except I don't remember feeling fresh and new after I was baptized.

But I have heard that lots of people do feel that way.

I do feel a bit fresh and new today.

I do feel like this new year is a bit of a clean slate.

Much like I felt on June 24, 2019 - the day I began recovery.

I feel like my chalkboard has been not just erased, but like re-painted with that phenomenal chalk paint.

I feel like this year really is like a new start.

At least a newer start.

A start with the lessons learned from the last decade in my mind and heart.

Those lessons are a part of me, after all.

They don't define me, but they do help to make me who I am.

For that, I am grateful.

This fresh decade I am hoping for:

Less hospital stays.

Three more boys graduating from high school.

Continued emotional and mental healing.

More love and laughter in our home.

Will I have any daughter-in-laws in this decade?

Any grand babies?

Will I live in a home, instead of an apartment?

So many things to think about and look forward to!

Happy New Year's Eve, Loves.

Let's do this like a bunch of badasses!