Every year, I write a blog post looking at the past year, taking measure, and setting goals for the year ahead. This year is no different, except that I have nothing but good news to report for a change. I'm thirty-eight today. That's amazing to me. I can't believe I have lived this long, and for those who know the stupid stuff I've seen and done I bet you're just as surprised. But I'm here. And I'm ever so grateful.
As I get older, I am more comfortable with myself. I still try to identify my flaws and resolve them. I'm still trying to figure out what the right thing is, and I don't always know what to do next. But I love my husband, I finally have a job where I am happy on all levels, and my writing has really started to move. My enemies are few and my problems even more scarce. For the most part, I live a charmed and satisfying life, and except for winning the lottery I can't think of what I might wish for.
It's been a year of change. I cut ties with some influences that may have had a great impact on my writing career, but were ultimately not in alignment with my own principles. I have mostly given up political writing and am working on fiction. It seems like a long time since anything has come out, but that is because it takes a lot to get the ball rolling with fiction writing. I have started school and am loving it even while I cuss at homework and cry over math problems. All of these changes are good, but navigating them has been challenging at times.
I think the single greatest thing of this year has been an overall coming together of past, present and future. I have finally been able to let go of some people and things that don't belong in my world any longer. My past is finally fading. My present is wonderful. My job and friends and school life makes for a busy time, but I am happy and I feel the love. After cutting out the toxic friendships of my twenties, I have found healthy relationships that actually make life nice. It's terrific. My future is a little slow to piece together, but growing into a beautiful picture. Bart is about to graduate with his degree in culinary arts, and I am finally grasping the realization that I will someday work in journalism or media. It's crazy, but we are on the brink of a whole new life, and we have laid the foundation carefully. I'm very hopeful.
Thank you all for sticking around, and I hope the next year brings us all blessings and growth.