Happy New Year?

Inexplicably this post did not post as scheduled on December 31st. 

Worse yet, I just noticed.

Better late than never, eh?

Let's hope so...

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It's December 31st, the last day of 2013. And this post should involve reviewing the year's highs and lows while looking ahead with joy and relish at 2014.

Meh.

I'm not depressed or anything, though I might admit to a minor case of the wah-wahs. Usually I get really into the New Year's Eve spirit, dedicating a journal entry to the five highlights and five not-so-high moments of the year. And though I do look forward to changing all the calendars in the house (and the fact that my next birthday is less than 40 days away), I"m not in the mood to participate in all the year-end fun.

Tis true that things in my life have been difficult lately. My youngest daughter and I each spent two nights in the hospital in the past 30 days--nothing life-threatening, thank the Lord--and her healing has yet to fully manifest. And though my symptoms have receded a bit, the mysterious numbness and tingling in my hands and feet remain.

But that's not why I'm avoiding the obligatory end-of-year reflectionfest.

And no, this year was not what I expected and seldom what I wanted. Few of my main goals were met, and some were dashed altogether. I learned a lot about failure, stagnation, and going on when I wanted to quit. This year was painful, frustrating, and full of surprises I could have lived without.

But that's not the reason behind my reticence.

My husband even observed this morning, "January 1st is just the day after today. No more special than any other tomorrow."

But that's not the reason either.

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No, I'm not ready to extract wisdom from the past or express hope about the future because I am very much aware of the present, of who I am and what I'm doing right now. My hospitalization inspired a sudden, thorough yearning for self-examination, and I'm still in the midst of that process some four weeks later.

And the process is a good one.

So until it ends, you can find me here, finishing what I started.

And that sounds rather Resolutiony to me.

Happy New Year, one and all!

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