I'm almost not sure what to say about last year. There were a lot of good moments, a lot of laughter. There were also some incredibly painful and scary moments.
In a lot of ways, it was as bad and good as 2011. It's funny. Last January, I wrote how tough 2011 had been. I hoped 2012 would be amazing.
At least there wasn't an apocalypse.
There was, however, a lot of change. And we all know I don't deal well with change.
I started 2012 in a part time job I loved with people who were more than amazing. I ended 2012 in a full time job I enjoy with people who are equally amazing. It has been difficult, though, to transition to working full time and not having school vacations off. At the same time, starting the year off with fear of being able to feed my children and constant worry over money is ending with being able to pay my bills and some extras.
When 2012 began, I was writing for four sites. I had to let the unpaid ones go and am concentrating on the paid gigs. Still, I'm writing more than before. I completed NaNoWriMo and got taken in as the least productive assistant editor in Write on Edge history.
When I start 2012, I was in a relationship with a great guy and starting to figure out how to interact with Chad. As I end 2012, that relationship is over - it seems we were the rule rather than the exception to long distance relationships, and I'm still trying to figure out how to interact with Chad. Perhaps I'll write more about that later; I'm still processing.
In between the big things were fantastic moments: Seeing my friend Cam in real life, walking on the US Constitution in Boston, driving into Maine, going to Disneyland multiple times, cooking amazing and exciting dishes for Supper Club, getting new chicks, watching my babies grow along with my garden. There was canning and baking and crafting. There were Jedi robes and tea parties and fascinators. There were lost teeth and the magical belief in the Tooth Fairy and Santa. There were babies born. So many babies.
It was a full year, a busy year, an emotional year.
And now it's over.
I'm ready for 2013.
Thirteen has always been my lucky number.
Perhaps, maybe, thirteen will be good to me. I have goals and plans and ideas. I have dreams and hopes and aspirations. I have a new vision board.
All I can ask 2013 is be gentle with me. I'm on your side.
7 comments:
I'm on your side, too, my friend.
2013 is going to be your year. I feel it. Hold on to your vision board....I need to go create mine! :> Happy New Year, Mandy!
Happy New Year! 13 is a good number. Invisisible save by itself, a numerical outcast, an underdog! Let's do this!
Ooooh, a vision board! I've always wanted to do one of those. Happy New Year my friend :) Great things are in store for you; I just know it.
Happy New Year to you too. I sure hope it's my year. I'm a bit fed up with people telling me the bad bits will be over soon. :)
Go team!
Your words, the Universe's ear. Or God's. Or whoever we need to chat with about the last two years.
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