“If the way you spent your New Year’s Eve is any indication of how the rest of the year will go, how would you say your future is looking right about now?”*
I spent New Years with family and friends in a warm cabin on a lake, with some moonshine and GLEE karaoke. So my prediction for how my year will be is: happy, hyper, and a little blurry, with a lot of blabbering, some out of tune singing and buckets of sloppy kisses, interspersed with flakes of serenity and majestic beauty.
Now that sounds like the makings of a bang-up year.
Though, in truth, I am really trying not to over-think this New Years, like I typically do, lest I put any undo pressure on this already loaded year.
This year marks the ten year anniversary of what I call my Catcher in the Rye year; my loss of innocence watershed year, when my life changed beyond all recognition in the matter of a few months, even before those fateful towers fell. 2001 was the year I got married and the year I lost my dad. I said “I do” and “Let go” within 2 months of each other, rendering me lost, confused and an utter mess. When 9/11 hit, my grief grew a new limb. That year sucked, to say the least.
So now, ten years later, I am refusing to let the negative memories haunt me, but rather take what I have learned over the past ten years and turn this year into one of the best I’ve ever had. Here are all the awesome things this year has in store:
- My 39th birthday, thus launching my 40th year on this planet into full orbit.
- My 10th wedding anniversary and possibly some diamonds.
- Another half marathon. San Diego Rock N’ Roll, here I come.
- The 10th anniversary of my dad passing. (I wouldn’t say I am looking forward to this, but it will be a very momentous day for me, for certain).
- My husband’s 40th. Gotta start planning for this one now!
That is a lot of activity one the books for a year that is only four days old. Phew!
But in addition to and really even more important than these events, is the potential of my best friend finding a living liver donor, which in turn, rids her of the cancer and saves her life. Unfortunately I am not a match, or else I’d be on an operating table next week. But she does have a very viable candidate, so as of now, I am keeping my thoughts and prayers on her and her potential donor. Her courage and tenacity through this horrific ordeal is beyond inspiring, and certainly helps me keep my “problems” in perspective. So I am beginning this new year with hope & faith for a bright 2011 and courage & strength to deal with whatever curve balls are thrown my way. And I’ll be leaning on my GLEE karaoke game for periodic reminders of what is right in the world.
*This post is in response to Mama Kat’s writing prompts. She’s got some great ones this week so, if you’re a writer and/or a blogger (not necessarily one in the same thing), check ‘em out. I might be doing a few others by week’s end. Thanks MK!