New Year's Eve

I am spending New Year's Eve quietly at home. I don't have huge plans or plans at all. In fact, I took a long nap this afternoon. I still feel a bit groggy. I had spent too much time in Wal-Mart, getting my tires rotated and oil changed, and that really wore me out. My spire kept telling me I was tense. Well of course I was, I was in a crowded Wal-Mart for almost two hours!

Checked my work email after I woke up and found I had some changes to make to the first digital Exchange Post. Okay. I fixed it. Hopefully to everyone's satisfaction, if not mine. The job doesn't define me, or who I am, or what I believe. It is a job that I have been very blessed to have. It gave me my freedom and security. It has always been something that I could define on my own terms. Now that I see retirement in my sights, it seems more like it is defining me. That is when I become frustrated. No matter. I have hope in things to come.

In my quiet house, with not so quiet sounds of football in the background, I will remember 2016 as a good year. Peaceful. Joyful. Content. Happy. Loved by someone that makes me feel good about myself and loves me just the way I am. I have traveled. I have played music. I have written. It has been like dipping my toe back into life. Giving myself permission to be happy again.

Next year, I plan to dive back into life. I won't even count to 3 first. It is time. Past time. So Happy New Year to me. May all my dreams come true.