I have such a love/hate relationship with a new year. On one hand, I always shake my head and wonder, "How can it be? Another whole year, gone!" I brood a little over how fast the years seem to fly by. Remember how loooooong a year seemed when we were children? I want that feeling back!
But... on the other hand... I really like the start of a new year. Although I tend to think more in terms of the day's resolutions, not the year's... I can't help but feeling like the new year stretching out ahead is full of promise and excitement. Like a beautiful new book, just waiting to be opened and filled with new experiences and new memories, I can't wait to see what the year will hold.
I hope to continue to grow and learn. I hope to become wiser, kinder and more compassionate. I hope to better show my family and friends that I love and adore them more than words can say. And YES, I hope to lose five pounds!
