So it's a new year again...I love this day. The feeling of renewal, of letting last year's heavy weight drop out of my clenched fist and breathe in the fresh new air of opportunity. The idea that we can start again new. I've decided to believe in it this time.
Last night I came home from work walking through the door at 12:02 to a terrified 6 year old, shaking from nightmares. I was so happy to see her, to be able to feel her relax when I brought her to bed, to listen to her heart slow as we whispered about our favorite moments of the past year and our dreams and wishes for the new year. I fell asleep pretty fast. Exhausted from a busy night working with a bunch of crazy, fun women. I rushed out of there without a drink worried about checkpoints and a missing headlight, the icy roads. Then the jazzy NPR countdown just moments from my door. Hearing that countdown was like talking down a tantrum. How appropriate it is for people to do just before the year changed. Count down... Let it all wash away, lessen the grip, absolve yourself of the burden. Start anew.... Scream! Smile. Sleep. Wake up in a new time. Make a list of hopeful change. Feel yourself grow. You've shed the old skin and now you can stretch.
