Every year I think that the next one has to be better.
I need to quit thinking that, since it doesn't happen.
I knew it was going to be a tough year when I found myself in the hospital having my gallbladder out on New Years Day.
I have said farewell to two cousins and one uncle this year. A father and daughter in one case. My daughter's bunny died. Our handsome, crazy Corgi was diagnosed with cancer. I have friends who lost family. And friends who lost their beloved pets.
On the other hand, work has been pretty good to me. I accomplished alot, which in my case means I helped a lot of people get into college. I got a lot of work done on the house. I spruced up the house and the yard (still need to get to the garage, but that's for next year!). My daughter is still my world and my dogs are still my best friends. I have met new people and reconnected with old friends. All my friendships remained steady and true.
The sun still shines. The moon still rises. The world still turns offering me choices. I guess it wasn't so bad after all.
