Goodbye, 2008.

I’m not sad to see this year go.

Not at all.

I gave 2008 a sporting chance, but I’ll admit – I was ready for it to go by March. This year has not been the best.

I lost a baby. 

I spent a lot of time being disillusioned. By a lot of things. I lost trust in people I should have been able to trust the most. Jobs were lost. Things have spent more time in the air than on the ground.

I’ve done a lot of grasping. It’s been lonely. Embarrassing. Heartbreaking.

I don’t mean to sound ungrateful. I am very blessed. I have a healthy family. My children are phenomenal. I have a good job and I work for amazing people.

With every new blow I’m dealt, I find strength I didn’t know I had. I keep telling myself that one day I’ll look back and know the reasoning behind everything – everything – that has happened. I certainly hope that’s the case.

Tomorrow is a new day, a year unborn. I hope this one is better. I hope I can look back this time next year and say that I was right, that this one was worth waiting for. I hope.


Happy New Year.