Whew. Thank goodness that’s over.
I’m not going to talk about just how badly 2011 kicked my butt. It’s quite sufficient to say that it did, indeed, kick me harder than was necessary, and the fact that there are only six hours left has me already breathing a little easier. When midnight comes I’m going to open my mouth and GULP in the freshness of the new year. I’m going to suck in so much air I’ll probably hyperventilate in my eagerness to expel the stale air and inhale the new.
This seems to have been a difficult year for a lot of people, and I pray that they, too, will find relief from their heartaches and struggles in 2012. I’m looking forward to a year of health and happiness, and hopefully a few personal triumphs. I’m going to devote more time to friends and family, and less time on the people and things that don’t matter. And I’m going to keep on counting my blessings, because despite the crappy year I was handed, I still have so much for which to be thankful.
Happy New Year, y’all. May it be your best.